To Dream

By De Ming

It was like the wind decided to stir in all ways. It was like the dust on the floor being blown and is not still. It was like when birds perched on the trees and watched as a dark cloud appears. Waiting. For what, I do not know. Yet I know this, my world will never be the same again. There will be change. The storm is coming.

Maple was undergoing maintenance and I was unable to sign in. I sat there bored. Tried to go in Friendster. But it was under maintenance too. Coincidence. Just then Xia Shuen signed in. I told her about the maintenance thing and she said she would play o2jam. But she didn't

Suddenly she asked me, "Do you know why I don't join any clubs or society? In secondary. When I'm the vice in primary?" "Cause we are lame?" I didn't know. Then I do not know why, but she decided to tell me about how 6A in Lick Hung were such united, such supportive people. She told me how she felt towards our class and I could not deny the truth in her words, though I never thought of this in my life.

I wondered how it would be like to have the whole class united. To come in class with a smile. To be able to talk to all people instead of being confined to just one gang. Talking about the same thing day by day. To go for a competition and to know many supported you. To laugh and shout not because of the joke. But the company.

I realised that others did not respect some. That it’s hard to imagine a certain person grasping hands as a sign of encouragement to another person. Yet Xia Shuen still wanted her wish to breathe. Nothing was impossible. God was the limit.

We decided to share this thought to Shing Queen and Xiau Fong. Shing Queen was skeptical. She said that Xia Shuen should not linger on the past and that this is different. She has a point, though I don't much like it. Maybe she thought like that because she belongs in a gang and is content. Where else Xia Shuen and I are the odd one out. Lone wolf.

Nothing was impossible. I went to Xiau Fong. She told me she likes that idea, but people might get left out and might get hurt. Unlike Xia Shuen, she said it shouldn't be a gang or a society, but just the class working together and helping each other. It’s not just us Chinese, but also the Malays. So none gets left out. I agree with her. She's not weird. She makes sense.

Yet the question still lies on how are we going to do it? How are we going to get all to respect one another? To open their minds and share each other’s feeling and thoughts. To accept them as a family and to be united. It does not matter though. God is the limit.

I realised that each and every one of us has their own opinions and thoughts. Their own ideas and ways to thinking. No one is weird, it’s just different. We were made unique, we were made different. Yet we should try to listen and understand each other. Each person's opinion is very valuable. But most importantly, I learned that the first step of something was not to do. But to have the courage and be willing to dream.