8th Mar 2025
Last night, I had the funniest dream! I dreamt that there was an old owl sitting up in a giant tree. She wore round glasses and held a big book in her wings. Her eyes were wide open and looked just like two big oranges. Suddenly, the owl noticed something strange below. 'Whoo, whoo! Who, who?' she called out in surprise!
On the ground, an octopus was walking by on its eight legs, smiling. It looked so funny balancing as it walked along the tree roots. The owl stopped reading her book, flapping her wings in excitement. 'What a splendid day for a chat!' thought the owl. The octopus paused, waved with its tentacle, and replied, 'Hello there, wise owl! What are you reading?' The dream was so funny and friendly, it made me laugh awake!
The owl adjusted her glasses and peered at the cover of her book. 'I’m reading about the stars,' she replied, her voice twinkling with the same curiosity as the night sky. The octopus's eyes widened, its tentacles curling with interest. 'Oh, I love the stars! They are like little lanterns in the deep sea,' said the octopus, its smile as bright as the moonlight dancing on the waves.
The wise owl nodded sagely, delighted to have found a kindred spirit. 'Perhaps you’d like to join me up here in the tree,' she suggested. With a graceful leap, the octopus used its tentacles to climb up, settling comfortably on a wide branch beside the owl. 'This is a perfect spot for stargazing,' the octopus admitted, its eyes reflecting the twinkling cosmos above.
Together, they gazed at the sky, pointing out shooting stars and imaginary shapes formed by the clouds. The owl shared tales of constellations, and the octopus spoke of the wonders of the ocean. As they chatted, their laughter floated up through the branches and into the night. Under the blanket of stars, they promised each other dream adventures would always bring them together, wherever they might be.
