Disaster And The Man With The Accordion
Sep 4, 2019, 12:16 AM
Alexandria Hall
About a week and a half- 2 weeks before hurricane Dorian I had a dream that there would be some type of devastating natural disaster to come. I believe it to be a hurricane. I don’t believe that it was hurricane Dorian, I think that there will be another one. The things that stood out the most to me in the dream was that there would be pecans on the ground (whether before or after the storm I’m not sure) -which is odd as my own pecan tree is loaded with green pecans this year right now as I’m typing this. The storm left many people wandering the streets and there was a middle-aged white man playing an accordion on the street. There was a weird sense of post-traumatic harmony. People were just glad to be alive. People seemed to be brought together by this storm. Instead of mass chaos people opted to be there for one another. The man played the accordion as a way to comfort people. There was no racism as people of all origins were effected, the storm was far from prejudiced. Everyone sat and listened to the man playing the accordion. There was fear of course, but I feel like the storm is intended to be a blessing in disguise. It’s meant to happen. God has a plan behind this awful storm to come. My name is Alexandria and I’m from a small town in Mississippi.
