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  2021-11-09

  SMhopes banner with Santa Monica Public Library

  Graphic banner made from a submission to #SMhopes by Roxane D., a Fifth Grade student in Paula Flynn's class at Franklin Elementary School in Santa Monica, CA. In cooperation with Santa Monica Public Library, at the historic Ocean Park Branch on Main Street and Ocean Park.
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  2021-02-01

  The play

  My new puppy My new life Exciting but i miss My space Slept good last night Traveled to a place far away This morning sunshine blinding My way Thoughts are jumbled best way to explain Forgot my prayer to start my day
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  2021-05-04

  Room full of TVs

  This was an assignment in Paula Flynn's 5th grade class at Franklin Elementary School in Santa Monica, CA. Dark but Reflections of light Sounds from across the world Later in my life is this still gonna be my dream The achieving satisfaction Sounds from across the world Sounds from across the world Sounds from across the world
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  2021-05-04

  When will this dream come true?

  This was an assignment in Paula Flynn's 5th grade class at Franklin Elementary School in Santa Monica, CA. People hugging having a good time without a care in the world.No masks close together. Like before. A beautiful ray of sun beating down on there faces. Sharing it’s warmth with them.Casting shadows of them. The shadows black against the colorful world. I hear laughter, joy and relief, almost everyone is happy. Leaves are rustling in the wind as if dancing to a beat. Happiness, Laughter, Grateful When will this dream come true. When can we live like this again. Joy Joy Joy
• 2021-03-26

  My Post-Covid Hopes and Dreams

  I dream of a world with no restraint. A world where everyone may be free. A world freed from the burden of masks and complaints. A world where we all agree. I wish for a world with no injustice. A world where everyone is equal. A world freed from the burden of hatred and those who despise justice. A world where there are none who are unequal. I hope for a world with the healthy at ease. A world where we aren’t isolated or destitute of friends. A world freed from the uncouth disease. A world where we don’t constantly need to cleanse. COVID-19 has been a mess, but we will stay hopeful nonetheless.
• 2021-03-26

  Letter to the World

  Dear post-covid world, I dream for people to take science more seriously. I dream for school to realize the pain it gives some people. I dream that the “rulers” of the school have learned that they aren’t better than others. I dream that the teaching of racism dies. I dream that women get equal pay. I dream that people can learn to love mother nature. I dream that people will smile more. I dream that adults would stop acting like babies. I dream that we can trust one another again. I dream that I can go back to the childhood I used to know. The childhood that didn’t care about a thing in the world. The childhood that didn’t have to see and learn the cruelty of the real world. I dream that at least one person reads my letter. I dream that all of this will come true. I know it won’t. But a kid can only dream. Sincerely, One voice
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  2020-07-18

  My dream is to help change the world for the better what's yours?

  My dream is to help change the world for the better what's yours?
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  2021-03-04

  #SMhopes: an Archive of Hopes and Dreams

  COVID-19 has had us in lockdown for nearly a year. So much has been lost, and so much has been missed. But now things are beginning to look up. If you live or work in Santa Monica, CA, we want to hear your hopes and dreams for the future. Please share your thoughts about how you view our post-pandemic world. What will you do the first day you can meet your friends? Where will you go when you can travel? What will be different? Using the Journal of The Plague Year’s “Share Your Story” page, post a written text, an image, a video, or an oral history. Use our tag #SMhopes to ensure you’re included in Santa Monica’s Archive of Hopes and Dreams, our time capsule of this crazy time.
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  2021-02

  My Grandmother Watches Over Me

  Beep. Beep. Beep. I open my eyes and stretch. I smack that snooze button. The eagle stars at me. During these Covid-19 days, I’m able to spend time thinking about memories. Eyes close; I see darkness. I walk into my Grandmother’s house. A room has the eagle statue and a large window to see the birds. The eagle stars at me. All of a sudden, I am around family members at my grandmother’s memorial service. Beep. Beep. Beep. I open my eyes and stretch. I smack that dismiss button. The Eagle stars at me. My Grandmother is watching over me.
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  2020-03-16T12:00:00

  Finding Myself During Covid

  My story discusses how throughout Covid , I found a way to make it positive. A global pandemic turned millions of lives upside down. But, I won't allow this disease to kill off my dreams with tennis.
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  2020-05-20

  A weird dream!

  I think the pandemic just gave us a lot of time to do things we missed, and I know a lot of people have been having bizarre dreams/nightmares so I thought it would be interesting to one day look back on this period of time through my imagination.
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  2020-05-12

  This Is Not Normal

  A meditation on the uncertainty and absurdity of the pandemic through the eyes of a college senior.
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  2020-05-31

  idek

  it’s funny to think how this all started as a joke. i always knew that this was real and it was happening, but no one really took it seriously, no one thought that i could really happen to them. however, over the past months, it has become clear how the virus has affected us, in a way that no one ever really thought it would. the past few months for me have been, for lack of a better word, different. with all the uncertainty and all the time, i find myself questioning it all. it was like waking up from a dream, i second guess myself, wondering if it was all really happening. but then, i look at the movie tickets pinned to my wall, expired; my backpack, sitting in the corner of my room, untouched; and my textbooks lying on my desk, collecting dust. and i realize, yes, this was really happening. i don’t know if anything i have said holds any significance or meaning, or even if it makes and sense. but this is a time of senselessness, so i guess it fits right in.
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  05/18/2020

  Back to Normal? [DUPLICATE OF "No More Different, Please"]

  Today felt like a dream come true. I got to go back into an actual lap pool and swim a workout for the first time in two-three months. This doesn’t mean that one kid got to swim. This means that the Rec Center opened which is a big step at least in my life for things going back to normal. This means that I can try to salvage all of the work I have done in this one sport. The coronavirus has definitely changed how I look at everything now. I feel just so thankful and excited to be walking into a pool deck when sometimes I would even be so annoyed to go to swim practice because I knew it would be so hard and tough. I know that from now on I will be so happy even when I go into a test set where you go until you break and can’t make the base. I will be so happy to even be able to go to school and have swim practice right after which is really weird considering that even in kindergarten I would go to school and have swim practice right after. #LSMS #NSD
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  2020-05-13

  Unmade Bed

  To say my head is in the clouds is a serious understatement. When I’m not dreaming I’m daydreaming. During quarantine I have spent most of my time in my unmade bed, praying and thinking of a better tomorrow. *Original entry in "Curator": I am the creator.
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  2020-04-16

  No. 1

  Reflections, light, and vanity. Each of these things are associated with vision, changing with our perceptions. During COVID-19 I can't help but feel like I'm in a dream, chasing reflections and clarity.
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  2020-04-16

  No. 1

  Reflections, light, and vanity. Each of these things are associated with vision, changing with our perceptions. During COVID-19 I can't help but feel like I'm in a dream, chasing reflections and clarity.
• 04/02/20

  COVID-19 Dreams: What We're Missing Now

  Short essay celebrating creativity during the pandemic
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  2020-04-06

  Astral Projecting to the Riviera

  This work is an attempt to visualize my desire to escape quarantine. Using an entirely fabricated soundscape and footage from the French Riviera from exactly a year prior, I created an alternative space that is neither entirely real nor entirely fiction.
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  2020-03-27

  the library sleeps

  the library sleeps its pages unread and we are their dreams