Daydream Kids

I miss the time I could daydream by the wooden window facing the treetops. Summer breeze took my thoughts far away to the forest where my eyes would be filled with shades of green and brown earth. Those days were so worth it even at times I suffered the humiliation of a chalk being thrown at my face, trying to bring me back to whatever boring class it was, usually history and politics.

At graduation, you gifted me a pencil sketch of the back of my head with a high ponytail, my head faced north west to the window in the classroom, the gateway to my world of escape. You captured me capturing the wonders of the world far beyond the treetops through that wooden frame. And I wondered if I was your world of escape.

Author: Cassa Bassa

πŸ‡¦πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡¨πŸ‡³ inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfitΒ child 😊

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