Mr. Dream is flying in the sky,
riding a cloud.
Mr. Cloud's big suitcase is flying too.
But he hears a big sigh
from a house down below.
"I wonder what's wrong."
Mr. Dream perks his ears up.
"Whew. It's the same thing again today.
I get up in the morning and eat,
go to school, study, sleep,
and then it's morning again. I am so fed up with this."
A boy was looking out the window and talking to himself.
The boy looked sad,
and he looked listless.
"I should hurry. I have something to do today.
Let's go and get some dreams!"
Mr. Dream put on a great hat,
got his big suitcase,
and came down the cloud steps.
"Where shall I go?"
Mr. Dream walked down the street when he met a cleaning man.
The cleaning man thought while he cleaned the streets,
"I hope this clean road will make the people walking on it
happy."
Mr. Dream caught the cleaning man's dream
and placed it in his big suitcase.
Mr. Dream went to the park.
Zing, zing.
He followed the sound and saw a street musician
playing the violin.
"People are enjoying the sound of my violin!
I will continue to practice the violin."
Mr. Dream caught the musician's dream
and placed it in his big suitcase.
Mr. Dream got on a bus.
The driver smiled and greeted his customers.
"I have a great job
because I get to be the feet of these people who work so hard."
Mr. Dream smiled and placed the driver's dream
in his big suitcase.
Mr. Dream got off the bus at the library.
"I wonder what kinds of dreams there are here."
Mr. Dream went to a boy who was reading a book.
"Wow. This history book is so interesting.
I want to be a historian when I grow up!"
Another child was imagining something fun.
"I'm going to be an astronaut who flies to outer space."
Mr. Dream filled the suitcase with the children's dreams.
Mr. Dream met children from a kindergarten.
"Sparrow!"
"Chirp, chirp!"
The teacher looked very happy.
"I am so glad I became a kindergarten teacher.
I get to be with these pretty and kind children."
Mr. Dream caught the teacher's dream
and placed it in his big suitcase.
"My, this bag is heavy. I feel like it's going to burst!"
Mr. Dream took his bag full of dreams
and went back.
It was dark at night.
Mr. Dream went to the window
where he saw the boy sigh.
He opened his bag…
and toss! Toss! Toss!
The shiny dreams filled the boy's room
like stars.
"My work here is done.
Now I'm tired!"
The next morning, the boy woke up
and took out the old violin he played when he was younger.
"I had a great dream last night.
I played the violin on stage, and everybody got up and clapped.
It felt great!
Yes, I'm going to be a musician!"
He found his dream and
seemed very happy.
Mr. Dream looked down at the boy and smiled.
"Another dream will start to grow today. Ha ha!"
Mr. Dream put his feet up on the cloud bridge and lay down.
Zing, zing!
Mr. Dream fell asleep,
listening to the sound of the boy's violin.