sábado, 28 de julio de 2007

ENTRY 24- SHAPES IN THE SKY

Language 4 Entry Nª 24

SHAPES AND FORMS IN THE SKY


For many years I didn´t look at the sky looking for something magic. I always studied it with a critical view, looking for the signs of a storm, in the grey fat menacing clouds, or wind in the circular red rings around the moon. Well I am a grown up now. If I say, come look, can´t you see the shape of a monster in that cloud, I am sure, I will be taken for a crazy person.

When I was a child, I used to lay on the grass, under the shadow of a tree and look for the different shapes hidden in the white clouds. Sometimes they began as the head of somebody and changed into a fat snake. Or at the beginning it was a beautiful white horse running in the sky and after a few seconds it vanished into a ragged piece of cloth.

It is difficult for me to find forms in the clouds, nowadays but there is still a bit of fantasy and imagination inside me. The time for fantasy has passed. But if I have to write an entry about the clouds, I am able to seek deep into my mind to look for dreams and fantasy again. I feel transported to a kind of virtual time, looking for imagination, I can still find dragons and princes and princesses in love.

Some clouds travel at very fast speed. They travel in groups and in a few seconds they change from one thing to another. It is difficult to see their shape. They could be nothing, but the influence of the books I once read made me imagine, ships, pirates fighting Sandokan, or the monsters Lester del Rey talked about in his novel Abandoned in Mars. A flock of sheep from David’s time seems to be running up the dry mountains to find grass and water.

One day I was travelling to Tafi del Valle on bus and when it reached a certain altitude I could appreciate the clouds very close to the bus. We were inside the cloud, and it looked like a curtain of microscopic drops of water. The mountains disappeared, also the sun, my ears could not hear anything and my stomach began to feel bad. I forgot all about the clouds and the beauty of the mountains and the narrow streams.

Sometimes the clouds scare me, when they get dark grey predicting that it will rain. Sometimes I get disappointed when I expect a beautiful sunny day and I find stubborn quiet dark clouds covering the sky.

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