bonjour ! (re !)
Hi Peter! I've to tell you about my last night dream . In fact, it was quite weird because it was between dream and reality , not quite a dream, but not a nightmare neither.
I dreamt I was on the Mayflower sailing to the New World. As you know, we've been studying this part of history in English class. (si tu l'as pas étudier, mets pas cette phrase). It was an awful trip; no food , nothing to drink as it is related in the true story. But what was unbelievable, was that all the persons around me, migrating in these horrible conditions, were persons I know.
All my schoolmates, my teachers, my neighbours, my parents, you, the baker at the corner of the street...and noone seemed to know each other !
I was the only one and they were looking at me as if I was mad because I knew them.We were freezing cold, I was trying to help because I knew what was going to happen , but they feared me as if I was the devil ! They really were from that time ,in 1620. I even thought they could throw me over board as if I was a witch, someone's evil;..That's when I woke up. Then I realised I was in my bed. Now, when I think about it, it makes me smile when I meet someone who was in my dream !!
je sais c'est un peu hors sujet. C'est la seule chose que j'ai pu imaginer.
Si tu trouves ça trop hors sujet (on te demande de raconter la traversée...j'ai un peu dévié quand même) , n'hésites pas à me signale pour hors sujet .
Bonne après midi
