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Last week we were assigned to read Rip Van Winkle in the form of a ballad as well as a drama script for the Exploring Drama class. I hadn’t heard the story before, so it was the very first time I read it. All Americans (and probably the rest of the world) already know the story because it is considered as a classic in the US; but if you don’t know what the story is about, here’s a tidbit of it:
Rip Van Winkle is a story about the title character who goes up to the mountain to run away from his nagging wife. There he meets a group of ship crew who are playing ninepins. He drinks their gin and then falls asleep, only to wake up twenty years later, when the revolutionary has came and passed.
Basically, the story is about a man who falls asleep. This is what’s been happening to me too lately: fall asleep. I fall asleep easily. This morning, I woke up at 5.30, took a bath, prepared my clothes for today, and then I fell asleep in my bed. I had to cancel an appointment this morning because of that. And tonight, just as soon as I came home, I fell asleep again. Luckily, I was still able to wake up just before midnight to do an assignment for tomorrow.
What is happening to me?