என் ஏழு வயது மகள் கடிதமாக எனக்கு எழுதித் தந்தது. அவ்வப்போது அவள் பகிர்வதை, அவளின் எழுத்துக்களாகவே பதிந்து வைக்க திட்டம்.
When I was sleeping I was dreaming.
What I was dreaming is I was sleeping and I was flying. I was flying to the moon.
But it was fun in top of the moon.
I was dancing in top of the moon.
I was singing a lot of things. But after that I woke up.
But when I woke up I wasn’t in the moon anymore.
Snap Judgment 