In America Dreams Come True, Hanna lost hers and so became one.
Life in the country was beautiful but very poor.
When we say a thing is the American Dream we miss the point.
Hanna was born a fifth child in the middle of a country at war. Hanna did not meet her father until about 3 when he was released from a concentration camp. Hanna's dad was a war hero for the loosing side -- He fought with the Americans. He was a paratrooper. Hanna's mom ran the family mostly for twenty years of war.
Hanna had dreams.
For the first day of school for Hanna she through such a fit that her dad and two uncles tricked her into calming down and laying in the hammock. Then they snuck up on her and trapped her in the netting. And carried her one mile to the Buddhist temple school.
By age nine she was a hall monitor in the communist village school and by nineteen she was attending the University in the big city. She graduated with honors and began a career with companies dealing in foreign trade.
But beginning with the stories her father told her and a knowing prediction from her Buddhist nunn teacher Hanna was bound for America.
Hanna fell in love with a scoundrel.
Hanna was working for a construction company and was the superintendent on a lease build out for office space for an American firm. The tall swarthy and worldly American that ran the company end and her got along like two pissed off alley cats. But the project was completed and though neither of them wanted to the attend the obligatory company dinner together along with officials and investors the did.
Hanna and the Scoundrel both hated the corporate bull worse than each other and slinked away on a river boat for dinner and cocktails. After a few hours the scoundrel asked her out again the next night. On that second night the scoundrel was brutally and hopelessly in love.
Hanna was concerned of the scoundrels' mental stability when he openly declared to her, that he was quitting his scoundrel ways of cavorting and lascivious living and that he would not look at another women ever and that he was confident that Hanna would be his bride and wife.
Hanna had a dream -- but this was not it.
There was a huge bridge to cross. Hanna had a dream.
The scoundrel was a mess with his life in a total mess.
Well not really a total mess but nothing to offer someone else. He was a carefree bachelor and father of three and a great relationship with their mother and just happy supporting all of them. Perfect for a scoundrel but how could he woo this new love of his life.
The poor dumb son of a dog, did it as he could, he wrote poetry, he was totally faithful. He called across the Pacific at least 5 times a week. And finally Ms. Hanna fell in love with the scoundrel.
Now do not get the story wrong, the scoundrel was accomplished he just was not materially responsible. Once leaving lascivious pursuits he returned to spiritual and charity and faith based works and a love that had never left for helping others.
It has everything to do with it!!!
Hanna's dream was to be an American an be like and American.
But Hanna's dream of being an American was to work hard, get even better educated, contribute and be the best citizen of this Great Country that she could be.
Somewhere I suppose in every girls mind is marrying a stand up man that loves her to death. I suppose that every girl dreams of just the right car for her. I reckon that every girl dreams of a home of her own. And I especially imagine they dream for a child that is their own.
Poor old Hanna, she was hopelessly in love with a man that could not provide any of those things.
For Love Hanna gave up all those dreams.
Hanna went ahead and married the scoundrel who by now was a brother in a ministry, sober and completely committed to Hanna.
The dreams would not come true but Love was found and that was better than all the dreams.
And so it was that the dream began. Not the things but the commitment to building a life. The devotion to another. The giving of self. The hard work ethic. The struggle to build and become. The less than perfect jobs, the rice and beans dinners.
And one day the scoundrel and Hannah were discussing moves to make for themselves and a plan for a better work and life. And they found themselves talking of things like their boy's education, and working on their home and whether to turn in one car for another. And they mentioned their new diplomas and licenses and continuing areas of study. And new job prospects and the fact they were behind on no payments and they needed to get back to Hannah's home to visit mother and siblings and aunts and uncles and show off their boy again.
First they caught each other's eyes then they reached across the table and held hands and began to cry the sweetest cry of all. And then they laughed and laughed. And they promised and vowed never to loose sight of more dreams and continuing the struggle for another decade.
For Hannah already had her dreams and the scoundrel had a better life than he could have ever dreamed. And they were Americans.
The role of Ms Hanna was played by herself
The role of the Scoundrel was played by Ericdierker.
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