第11章美梦成真TheTerribly，TragicallySadMan
洛伦·赛伯尔德LorenSeibold
&herewasaboywholivedinabighouseonahill。Heloveddogsasdmusic。Heclimbedtreesaswimmiballaygirls。Exceptftopickupafterhimself，hehadanicelife。
&heboysaidtoGod，“I'vebeenthinking，andIknohenIbean。”
“What?”askedGod。
“IwanttoliveinabighouseorchacrossthefrontandtwoSaintBernardsabattomarryawomanwhoistallaifulandkind，whohaslong，bladblueeyes，andwhoplaystheguitarandsingsinaclear，highvoice。
“Iwarongsonstoplayfootballwith。Whentheygrowup，ostist，oorawillquarterbackforthe49ers。
“Iwanttobeaurerwhosailsvastodclimbstallmountainsandrescuespeople。AndIwanttodrivearedFerrariaopickupaftermyself。”
“Thatsoundslikeanicedream，”saidGod，“Iwantyoutobehappy。”
Oneday，playingfootball，theboyhurthiskhebtallmountairees，muchlesssailvastos。Sohestudiedmarketingandstartedamedical-suppliesbusiness。
Hemarriedagirlwhowasverybeautifulandverykindandwhohadlong，blackhair。Butshewasshort，nottall，andhadbrowblue。She'tplaytheguitar，orevensing。Butshepreparedwonderfulmealsseasohrareesespidpaintedmaguresofbirds。
Becauseofhisbusiness，helivedinaearthetopofatallapartmentbuildingthatoverlookedtheblueodthecity'stwinklinglights。Hedidn'thaveroomfortwoSaintBernards，buthehadafluffycat。
&hreedaughters，allverybeautiful。Theyou，heelchair，wastheloveliest。Thethreedaughterslovedtheirfatherverymuch。Theydidn'tplayfootballwithhim，butsometimestheywenttotheparkandtossedaFrisbee—exceptfortheyou，whosaturummiarandsiingsongs。
Hemadeeolivefortably，buthedidn'tdrivearedFerrari。Sometimeshehadtopigsandputthemawayeventhingsthatdidn'tbelongtohim。Afterall，hehadthreedaughters。
Thenthemanawokeandrememberedhisdream。“Iamverysad，”hesaidtohisbestfriend。
“Why?”askedhisfriend。
“Beedatallwomanwithbladblueeyeswhowouldplaytheguitarandsing。Mywife'tplaytheguitar。Shehasbrowneyes，andshe'snottall。”
“Yourwifeisbeautifulandverykind，”saidhisfrieessplendidpiddeliciousfood。”
Butthemanwasn'tlistening。
“Iamverysad，”themaohiswifeoneday。
“Why?”askedhiswife。
“BeedoflivinginabighouseordofhavingtwoSaintBernardsabastead，Iliveinahe47thfloor。”
“Ourapartmentisfortable，andweseetheoourcouch，”repliedhiswife。“Wehavelove，laughterandpaintingsofbirdsandfluffyeiful。”
Butthemanwasn'tlistening。
“Iamverysad，”themansaidtohistherapist。
“Why?”askedthetherapist。
“BeedthatIwouldgrowuptobeagreatadveead，I'mabaldbusihabadknee。”
“Themedicalsuppliesyousellhavesavedmanylives，”saidthetherapist。
Butthemanwasn'tlistening。Sohistherapistchargedhim$110ahimhome。
“Iamverysad，”themansaidtohisat。
“Why?”askedtheat。
“BeedaredFerrariandtopickupaftermyself。Iakepublisportation，aimesIstillhavetoup。”
“Yoodsuits。Youeatatfis，andyou'vetouredEurope，”saidhisat。
Butthemanwasn'tlistening。Hisatchargedhim$100anyway。HewasdreamingofaredFerrarihimself。
“Iamverysad，”themansaidtohisminister。
“Why?”askedtheminister。
“Beedofhavingthreesoist，apolitidaquarterbastead，Ihavethreedaughters，a'teven>
“Butyhtersarebeautifula，”saidtheminister。