Chapter 2 Transforming and friendly thanks: “Noises at night”.

That day was set for a new beginning of relationships through collaborative learning. —This included: Training teams of dreamers for family competition to make their meaningful contributions to shared class time. Each team at the time just before bed must instill: Memorable stories! May they be fruitful in ideas to dream and awaken intra-family creativity.

—Well—: Thanking God for this day. I invite you to pray in his Spirit, for: wisdom, science, revelation and for dreams and visions of God in Christ Jesus. Our Lord. May he guard our hearts and watch over our sleep and allow us to awaken to the praise of his glory.

-Amen!!!

—That night the sleep was more tolerable, deep and restful; the lesson had regenerated many things on the planes of spirit, emotions, reasoning and feelings.

But: it rang! Ha Jo hu ... ý a voice, which came from the tree and entered through the semi-open window of the eaves, saying: What dreamer ... are you?

"and that echoed in the central room adjacent to the bedrooms. Everyone woke up." Still with astonishment in their heads. They jumped to their doors. "No one dared to open the door. And since nothing else was heard, sleep He defeated them once more and still sleepy they lay in their respective beds, until they were awakened by the song of the sparrows in the tree of the mountain house. They used to come to pose there. You could see them climbing the bars of the stairs. jumping and whistling, as if greeting God in the new day.

"However, what was heard the night before was a trance in his subconscious that had caused: A benefactor effect!"

—For being a shock in the middle of the dream: Did he make them open the other hemisphere of the brain !? Invaluable to know this in the midst of so much love given. It is not an unfounded fear that would make them give up family agreements. On the contrary, each one starting from the motto of "having ideas" They dreamed! "According to how they express love." "Depending on how they receive affection." "Depending on how those daily affections correspond." We would say that each one, in moments of social confinement, reacted to fear, surprise or fright in a creative, pleasant and intelligent way.

—Well, concentrating on drawing lines based on the supposed triangle from the introductory video. One did not take his eyes off the window, another went into the living room under the pretext of going to the bathroom. Dad and mom, they looked at each other without wondering anything. Immersed in impregnating on paper. What his dreaming intellect had conceived, which were no longer ideas, were now animated objects. Worlds of illusion. Fantasies for family games ...

If you ask, dear readers: How are mandalas made?

—We would say:

—We draw figures, with pencil, using a Geometric Construction Ruler, in a Concentric Distribution Plane and with a series of school supplies and painting of free choice.

-Considering:

—Comparisons, distributions, distances, direction, concentric repetitions; and of course: limited by an area of ​​31 vertical squares by 43 horizontal squares, we managed to synthesize a thought between 17.1 cm. By 24.2 cm. "This measurement comprises the workspace of a sheet of a Stanford notebook." They had saved a lot this year on school fees. Thus, they could acquire these notebooks, better made with plastic guides that act as thematic dividers and that simulate rules, with "notes" glued to one of the guides; in three shapes and various colors, used to write comments and separate sections or topics.

—The class in the family environment had a fixed start and end time. Ah, but not that first afternoon. Each exhibition of his work carried out for the project was so entertaining, mysterious and novel: Mandalas were made: "Ideas that Dreaming: Awakening".

From Dad's office they went to the study room and even into the kitchen; each one gave more references than he did; and evaluations, advice to the other participant; and shared their annotations. —And with pen in hand, they kept writing: "New ideas."

Thanks to the friendly and transforming: "Noises in the night", geometric figures were conceived that simulated scenes of individualized worlds "by the dreamer"; for his apprehension of reality: idem of age, character, state of mind and manual abilities and skills. Whose achievements were artistic framed drawings that filled the walls of his parents' room.

-I start. "He said: Dad!" - Very excited! At first glance, he was a geometric squiggle. That for further explanation he asked himself several incisive questions and answers supported by verbal descriptions:

(1) What do you see? - Describe.

(2) How many times is it repeated? - Tell.

(3) In what way? - To draw.

(4) What size? - Sizing.

(5) How many colors does it have? - Paint

(6) Is this project a challenge? - Easy or difficult.

(7) What new ideas do they inspire? - To dream again.

And timely compensation for more responses to the work presented.

—Daré: Two stars for the team or participant that exhibits the most work and one star for the one that achieves at least one explanation. The exhibitions follow in this order:

—First: Danay, second: Victoria; and third: Mama Carini, who in the end will help us with the conclusions. The weekly awards ceremony is in the study classroom. Where in video we will see the new ideas dreamed of every day of the week. Remember that at the end of each month: Excursion to compare, explore the worlds recreated in the works and apprehend the wisdom of the creator of nature.

A. Don, Comedian

- Exposes: Danay.

Dear parents and adorable sister, I am pleased to show you the idea that I captured from my dream in a geometric figure that I titled: "Don, Comediente". And stopping in the middle of the study room, he began to dramatize a poem turned into song:

Don, Comedian.

For being a great gossip.

And for being so careless.

It goes, always: sticky!

Don, Comedian.

For being distracted.

Forget: The Brush?

Has decay his tooth hurt!

It hurts: Ay! Belly!

Well, if not chew well.

And how he moves his head:

And count: two, four, six.

And no one can tell you:

Eat only once!

That at his age everything afflicts him.

And even his feet itch ...

- Exposes: Victoria.

Dear family and friends all: I want to remember the things that we put off; That is why I dreamed a story for that great effort to carry out what we plan to do without further delay. The story I titled: "The Lord of the Octopus." —And very cleverly, dressed in an octopus costume, she won the applause of her parents for her show, tender, innovative and so didactic:

The Lord goes. octopus

(An octopus is a Mollusk)

Mr. octopus,

Before counting to eight:

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and eight.

In times of pandemic.

Count two by two:

Two, four, six and ...

Tell me what happened to you?

Sir. Octopus:

For stepping on a puddle.

He left the shoes ...!

And since that night,

She dreams of complaints and more.

And sleepwalker: What is he talking about?

Me? No! No and no,

Did anybody hear it?

Me! You and me. Oh!

And for what? she asked her.

Well, solution I give you:

And if he comes back: Dancing!

And he picks up: The shoes!

And he dries and cleans them ...

And he paints with bitumen!

Tell me, what would you do?

"Mama Carini, she was not far behind", although she asked for more time and the help of Papa Charly to complete the task, from the idea of ​​her she became a danceable dream; to which she titles: "The dancing princess."

Mama Carini said, "For our reader and writer friends, and for being good learners: 'make up stories,' there is a video available on our YouTube channel.

—I would have said that, to conclude the family class and go to the study room where they would share a coffee. Charly said.

The dancing princess

She starts the dance in the kitchen ...

When heating the kettle,

And take things out of the fridge.

Is it time to sweep ...?

Before 5 meters run,

Is it time to iron?

Before babies bathe ...

Ah, a kiss when you wake up.

And order her things.

And to the husband to greet.

And comment news.

The freedom to live one day at a time is transmitted by being happy. Waking up every day full of life and vibrating with joy. Cover the family of your love. She expresses with joy and with good words a wish for the well-being of others. It's what Charly and Carini do.

Hello Love.

This heart beats for you.

Would you give me a hug.

A little warm.

How are the children today?

How is your voice?

Is it sweet or tender ...?

To tell good stories.

Help please.

This is the agenda. I know:

My queen and I your king.

And everything must be Overcome.

Charly, is a great improviser and a lover of his wife and very loving with his daughters.

It really is a great challenge to deal with oneself and to get along first with your wife and with her with her children and more if they are her daughters ... What would you do in this pandemic reality? What is your idea of ​​living together? What do you have to teach and learn with your family? Have you managed to balance work with chores at home? Do you deal with emotions, temperaments, character? Can you buy the usual, or have you reduced expenses? Can't buy anything new anymore? Or even worse, did you exceed your expenses for an unforeseen health event?

Charly, dreams every day of forgetting the real world and recreating the ideal world for him and his loved ones ... that makes him a great man, a great husband, a better father. Tell us what would you do?