The Dream Merchant

Posted on March 26, 2013

2



Lauriate Roly makes a discovery about his mother’s imagination, years later.

By Lauriate Roly

rinsoWhen I was a child, my mother owned a “Dream Book” which she got after sending in a great number of box tops from RINSO. She learned about RINSO’s special Dream Book offer, listening every day to “Big Sister”, her favorite radio show.

This magic book explained dreams, and we three kids loved sitting quietly at breakfast while mother would listen to us tell our dreams from the night before, and then reading from her treasured dream book, would proceed to explain to us the meanings of our dreams. No matter how bizarre or silly or frightening our dreams were, she always gave us a lovely and reassuring explanation of what our dreams meant.

We would then happily head off to school, always well pleased that the dreams we dreamed foretold of something nice, or even great, that was going to befall us in the future. My brother knew he would grow up to be a flier and a great explorer. My sister was absolutely positive she would sing on the Saturday radio broadcasts from the Metropolitan Opera in New York City. I was to be a great actor like my father‘s cousin.

She read to us from that book, during hundreds and hundreds of breakfasts through our early school years.

After my mother died, going through her things, I found the famous dream book. Casually glancing through it I concluded there were explanations for perhaps a few hundred different dreams, but certainly not the thousands, as my mother had read to us from that book over time, while we listened completely engrossed as she related the meaning of our dreams, and we enjoyed our corn flakes or oatmeal;  –  and the actual explanations in the book were far from being the simple, original and pleasant and happy explanations she would relate to us each day.

That wonderful mother was the greatest story teller I ever knew. She kept her little audience glued to every word she read during many of our school years.

We didn’t grow up quite as she tentatively promised, but the three of us grew to successful adulthood and lived generally very happy lives.

Born in Montreal, Lauriate is bilingual; his mother a Geordie from Newcastle on Tyne, his father a French Canadian Quebecer. Lauriate has traveled widely and has lived in Europe. His involvements are primarily of a creative nature focused on Music, Graphic and Literary Arts in the communications fields of Advertising and phases of the Entertainment business through television and film production.

Advertisements