The Fairytale of life

When I was a child, I dreamed about fairies and mermaids. My father used to tell me fairytales about a land far away. The land was called Fairytopia. Fairytopia was the land of my dreams. Most of all I wanted to go to Fairytopia, and stay there forever. I imagined Fairytopia as a colorful land with flowers and waterfalls, and of course with fairies and mermaids. In my dreams I saw fairies fly high in the blue sky, and mermaids swim in the blue green water.

When I grow-up I never stopped thinking about my father's stories about Fairytopia. And I never stopped imagining how beautiful it was.

Now I am an old lady and I still think about Fairytopia. But now I have realised that it is just in my head like a dream. I think everyone has a secret dream, Fairytopia is mine. I think that a secret dream is how you want to se the wolrd. For me Fairytopia is a dream that never comes true in this life. But I still love thinking about it. It feels like if I share hope and love, I will be there in an other life. Now I share my father's fairytales with many children. Every day I walk to a children's hospital, and I tell them all the fairytales that my father told me once. I can see in the children's eyes that they imaginie Fairytopia in there own way, It is so wonderful to see the children so happy after I have told them the fairytales. To give the poor sick children a new hope. To see them happy is the greatest gift I can get from this wolrd.

Now I understand to share hope and love with others is the mening of life.

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