My Vivid Dream
I have a dream that I cannot forget from two years ago. Since I left from Burma or
Myanmar five years ago, I’ve live in Malaysia for about three years and more than two years in
the United States. But I still haven’t forgot and miss my native country and hometown, it will be
the reason that I have those kind of dream.
Even though I’m in the United States, in my dream, I was in my home which is at my
home town, Myanmar. And it was the time of Thingyan which is Myanmar traditional water
festival which is always held in summer holidays end of school year. I was so happy whenever
we’ve got those kinds of festival. I went out with some of my friends with a truck and we sat at
the back of the truck that is the part of no roofs and cover. The reason we sat in there because we
would like to get pour water by people from all the participants in water festival at my home