The old man looked at the little girl lying in the sturdy wooden bed his own grandfather had made. His eyes a silvery gray color, sparkling. "Dreams are made from starlight Jade, don't you ever forget that. Always leave the curtains open so the stars can see you when you sleep."
we hadden geen geld, geen knikkers jij & ik we speelden met zand met onze handen bouwden wij de mooiste kastelen we had no money, no marbles you & I we played with sand with our hands we built the most beautiful castles