Wendy was a happy girl,but she didn’t have a hobby.
All her friends had hobbies,but she didn’t have one.
Her friend Julie liked to play the violin.
Her friend Michelle liked to collect dolls.
But Wendy didn’t play any instruments and her room wasn’t big enough to collect anything.
One day,Wendy was with her grandma.
She asked to her grandma.
“Grandma,what’s your hobby?”
Wendy’s grandma smiled a great big smile.
“You know,for many years,I didn’t think I had a hobby.”
“All my friends had hobbies,but I didn’t have one.One of my friends liked to play the piano.One of my friends liked to collect postcards.”
“But I didn’t play any instruments and I didn’t have a room big enough to collect anything.”
“But,then one day,I asked my grandmother what she collected.And she told me she was a dream collector.”
“Dreams don’t take up any space,so you will always have enough room.Dreams don’t require any special skills.”
“Dreams can’t be stolen.And dreams can last forever.My grandma had many dreams in her collection.”
Wendy thought for a moment.She was a good dreamer.
She already had many dreams in her collection.And then she understood;she had always been a dream collector.
She looked at her grandma and smiled.“Grandma,I’m a dream collector,too.”
温迪是一个快乐的女孩子，但是她没有业余爱好。
她所有的朋友都有业余爱好，但是她没有。
她的朋友朱丽喜欢拉小提琴。
她的朋友米歇尔喜欢收藏洋娃娃。
但是温迪不弹奏任何乐器，而且她的房间也没有足够大的地方来收藏任何东西。
一天，温迪和她的奶奶在一起。
她问她的奶奶。
“奶奶，你的业余爱好是什么？”
温迪的奶奶笑了笑。
“你知道，我想我有很多年没有业余爱好了。”我的一个朋友喜欢弹钢琴。我的一个朋友喜欢收藏明信片。”
“但是我不弹奏任何乐器，而且我没有足够大的房间来收藏任何东西。”
“不过，接着有一天，我问我的奶奶她收藏什么。她告诉我她是一个梦想收藏家。”
“梦想不占任何空间，因此你会一直有足够的空间。梦想不需要任何特别的技巧。”
“梦想不会被偷走。而且梦想可以永远持续。我的奶奶在她的收藏中有很多梦想。”
温迪想了一会儿。她是一个很好的梦想家。
她已经有了许多梦想在她的收藏中。于是她明白了；她已经成为了一个梦想收藏家。
她看着她的奶奶，笑了。“奶奶，我也是一个梦想收藏家。”
