il mio sogno

Please excuse me--This was supposed to be posted a couple of days ago.


Auguri!

Yesterday was the big move-in with my host-madre, and I have got to say, what a day! My parents dropped me off at 1:00, my dad acting “come un Americano pazzo”, (like a crazy American), with the car. My adorable little house mom, talking to me in Italian at the speed of lightning, kept saying “Mamma Mia!” in relation to his driving skills as he tried to figure out a place to park and to all of my luggage. I hate it when my mother is right, but I probably over-packed. How spoiled I am… It’s a good thing I have my own room in her house!

So, my weeping parents left and I faked bravery, lugged my billions of suitcases into my room. I began to get organized. I’m already friends with Dolores’s cat Paulo. (Dolores, my new mom-away-from-home). I felt confident, but exhausted. I decided to take an afternoon nap.

The following passage is my dream. You can decide for yourself if you are bored enough to read it.

In my sogno (dream) I was obviously conscious that I was sleeping in the exact setting of my new room. Suddenly, I was possessed by something and it felt as if the insides of my body were on fire (probably a minor anxiety attack while I was snoozing). Whatever force was possessing me lifted me off the bed and I dropped to the floor. Unable to resist, it drug me over to the wall, where I shattered the mirror and I rose up to the ceiling where I smacked my head. Then, somehow back safely in my bed and unpossessed, I looked to the window and outside were my mom and dad. (Dolore’s house is on the 5th floor of the building so apparently my parents have attended some of Hogwart’s flying lessons behind my back, those selfish jerks). They are holding Maggy and Sophee. I make strong eye contact with Maggy, who is smiling at me with her faithful eyes. I look into the room and I see that it is suddenly flooded with domestic pets. Panicked, I look back to the window at my waving parents and Maggy breaks the glass of the window to enter the room, and they vanish, leaving me all alone. All of the animals begin talking to me in Italian and once Maggy sits next to me on the bed, I suddenly have the power to converse with them, except I speak in English. A gigantic, fat, black cat kindly told me that I was sleeping in his bed and to please move. I told him I’ll never do this again and I courteously apologize. Then, they all begin to hiss in a frenzy and all of them leave except for “fatty black” and Maggy, of course. I hear voices so I fake being asleep again. When I look up, I notice that several students and a huge table have materialized in the room for a formal dinner. I screamed but the people tell me that I shouldn’t bother because they have already muted my voice to the human ear. No one can hear me. I ask them what they are having and they told me--spaghetti with lamb and octopus meatballs. I pull up a chair and begin to dine with them. “Hold the cheese!” I said. “Give it to my dog, Maggy. She is already dead so it won’t upset her stomach.” Maggy turns to me and thanks me, indicating that she has only been dining on cheese and roast beef since dying. (A real difference from her celibacy in the Hooker household). She talks to me in Italian. I ask the party who they are and they inform me that they were all former foreign students in Italy. All of them had, at one point or another, inhabited this room. AND, all of them had died in there.

I woke up shivering, probably because I had left the window open. The mirror on my wall was a tad ajar. Do you think maybe I am a little scared? Probably, but it’s a good feeling. Paulo the cat was shut into the room with me during my nap. I wonder if he is a wizard in disguise. The book I’m currently readying, “The Alchemist”, says that witches and wizards influence dreams.

I start school tomorrow. Wish me luck!

kels