A Curious Girl: I vant to suck your blood...

Greetings once again... have been to Faith and Light, and before that I went to give blood. I went (completely accidentally) wearing a t-shirt that said, 'Dare you ride the Vampire at Chessington World of Adventures?' Heh.

At Faith and Light we practised a mime for a day out on the 14th July. I'm really looking forward to it, actually. The woman organising, June, I think, was telling us about how her son Martin, who has Tourette's Syndrome and learning difficulties, behaves in church - he goes to a Catholic church, and she said that when they offer the sign of the peace, he goes all the way up the row and shakes hands and even kisses people he knows - and when they do the 'I am not worthy' thing, instead of just kneeling, he goes right down, like Muslims do. It's really encouraging... like he's grasped the simple truth whilst all the other people are making it complicated. He's actually doing what the traditions were intended for, doing it for the meaning, rather than just the motions.

That entry earlier was weird... I guess that strange dream brought that world back to me, it felt so real all over again. I'm glad it was when I was a child, and so I didn't think to dwell on it, just moved on to the next class. I guess the reason why that nightmare scared me is that my failings as a student then were more childish versions of my failings now (still daydream, still not the best at concentrating, still oblivious, still absent-minded). And back then, I couldn't see my good points. Talking in class was a crime, social skills were left for the playground. The fact that I wanted to write long stories was what kept me in during breaktimes and when the rest were watching videos, not the sign of a growing imagination. It didn't happen that often, but it happened enough. Even though she was so pleased when I was helping to teach a class of small children, younger than I was then, going back to that class, even with my personality transplanted back into a six-year-old body, would be frightening and difficult.

I don't know why I had that dream. *sigh*

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