Dreams Do Come True

December 28th, 2006

Have you ever had a secret—or even not-so-secret—dream?

A dream that maybe you wished upon a star would come true?

Or prayed for on bended knee?

A dream that everyone told you was totally unrealistic…would never come true…to just give up on…that, yeah, okay, might happen for other people, but was never going to happen for you?

This post is for all you dreamers out there. Keep on dreaming, dreamers.

Because dreams? They really can come true, if you hang in there, and believe in them long enough.

Because my dream? It finally came true. Through hard work, perseverance, and many, many references to French kissing.

Yes, people. It finally happened:

I’ve been banned.

YEAH, BABY!!!!!

Many thanks to Rosie R. for alerting me to the fact that the Princess Diaries series has been banned from North Joshua Elementary School in Joshua ISD in Texas. The books were cited for sexual content and found inappropriate for grades pre-kindergarten through 6th grade. This was mentioned in the ACLU’s Free People Read Freely report, which can be found
here.

All I can say is that if Joshua found Princess Diaries 1-7 inappropriate for grades pre-kindergarten through 6th grade (although the books really are for readers aged 12 and up, so I’m not sure why people in Joshua were making them available to pre-kindergarteners anyway. Although perhaps there are some very precocious readers there), I can only imagine what they’re going to think of Princess Diaries 8, Princess on the Brink.

It is entirely possible the whole town might spontaneously combust if someone happens to get their hands on it.

Especially a pre-kindergartener.

Anyway, all this was just to remind you that if you have a dream, go for it. It CAN happen to you. Always remember the inspiring words of Shel Silverstein, one of my favorite poets:

Listen to Mustn’ts, child, listen to the Don’ts.
Listen to the Shouldn’ts, the Impossibles, the Won’ts.
Listen to the Never Haves, then listen close to me.
Anything can happen, child, Anything can be.

More later.

Much love,

Meg

PS One final comment on the Holiday Haiku contest: the haiku about the “claustrophobic man” may indeed have found first life as a Christmas cracker joke. However, as Christmas cracker jokes are not copyrighted and are therefore part of the public domain, under no interpretation of the law could re-imagining a corny Christmas cracker joke as a haiku ever be called plagiarism. Trust me on this: 2006 made me an expert on the subject of plagiarism. The truth is, re-imagining a corny Christmas cracker joke as a haiku is nothing but brilliant. Oh, and hilarious.

PPS For the love of God, girls, LIGHTEN UP! It’s the holidays.