The Box of Dreams|
LONG AGO, in a city called Carmiel (meaning vineyard)
the people were very unhappy. Everyone was poor, and had nothing they desired.
Except for one little girl named Evelyn.
The ruler of Carmiel saw that his people were unhappy. He did not know what
to do. So the ruler thought, "Maybe a good night’s rest will help, I will think
of something, yes, perhaps in the morning". He yawned and drifted off to
As the ruler slept, he dreamed. He dreamed of his people happy. They were
having parties and dancing again. Yes, they were laughing and smiling. Where did
such happiness come from? There was a long line of the people waiting. What were
they waiting for? They were looking into something... This thing was making them
smile, but what was it?
In the morning, the ruler awakened. He yawned and opened his eyes. Suddenly,
he remembered the dream. "My people, happily looking into something... Now what
was it?" The ruler mumbled to himself as his servant served him breakfast.
"Having parties again, smiling, laughing, even. I know- it was a box! A
beautiful box! A polished wood chest with jewels all around it!"
SO AS SOON as possible, the ruler sent the town
carpenter to work. "It must be the most beautiful chest ever, polished with
jewels all around it", he exclaimed to the carpenter. Then the ruler stayed all
day at the wood shop, making sure everything was just as he had dreamed.
Meanwhile, Evelyn was helping her mother prepare dinner for the ruler. "Oh,
mother, it sounded wonderful, the way he was describing the chest, polished and
with jewels, too! But he wouldn’t say what he was making it for. I think
he’s going to put a ton of gold-" "That will be enough, Evelyn, you know I tell
you too often to keep from eavesdropping like that. Especially on our highness.
Sometimes I think you have more curiosity than is good for you. Now keep your
mouth shut and keep peeling those potatoes." Evelyn sighed. "Yes, mother". But
of course, Evelyn couldn’t help thinking about the chest- or what treasures it
was to hold...
THAT NIGHT IN the
Ruler’s bedroom, the ruler smiled at the big, wooden, chest, and at all it’s beauty.
"Yes", he thought, "Yes, this is exactly as I had dreamed." And so it was.
He could only hope that his dreams he would have that night would fill the chest.
That night, his dream came.
He dreamt of wonderful things, big feasts, parties, smiles, laughter, riches,
families together. Yes, everyone was smiling. He dreamt beautiful colors, wishes
come true. At the very end of the dream, there was the most wonderful thing of
all. Carmiel’s dead, withered, vines suddenly burst out in the most beautiful
green ever, and ripe, sweet, deep purple grapes grew out of the vines. There
were so many grapes that he knew his people would never go hungry again.
When the ruler awakened, he only remembered one thing. Something about the
old vineyard. He did not remember anything else. He could only hope what he
dreamed was good, and that all of the good things were in the chest.
The ruler announced to his people to come to the vineyard that day, dressed
in their finest clothing. Evelyn and her mother were among the people who heard
the news, and Evelyn knew that the ruler was talking about the chest.
Submitted by Jordan, Age 11, c/o. Greg Wrobleske, Texas, USA
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