A kind blind uneducated abused lower class woman named Selina D’Arcey who lives in an abusive living situation with her mother and grandfather, who one day meets a man named Gordon Ralfe in the park and the two of them form a relationship as Gordon Rafle tries to help her, and the film also covers other topics like racism and race and disabilities and abuse et cetera.
Accidentally blinded by her prostitute mother Rose-Ann (Oscar winner Shelley Winters) at the age of five, Selena D’Arcy spends the next 13 years confined in the tiny Los Angeles apartment that they share with “Ole Pa” (Wallace Ford), Selena’s grandfather.
One afternoon at the local park, Selena meets Gordon Ralfe (Sidney Poitier), a thoughtful young office worker whose kind-hearted treatment of her results in her falling in love with him, unaware that he is black.
They continue to meet in the park every afternoon, and he teaches her how to get along in the city.
But when the cruel, domineering Rose-Ann learns of their relationship, she forbids her to have anything more to do with him because of his race.
Selena continues to meet Gordon despite Rose-Ann’s fury, who is determined to end the relationship for good.
Last night I had a lot of dreams but I was sleeping so good and dreaming so well (interestingly my sleep has improved and the deepness and detail of my dreams have improved since I got the large no-frills orgonite pendant from the Orgonise Yourself Etsy shop, but the experiment continues) that each time that I woke up and was supposed to voice record my dreams, I kept accidentally going back to sleep as I tried to organize my dreams in my mind to voice record them, and so I forgot some of my dreams and parts of my dreams because of this but I still remember some of those dreams.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the morning at what seemed to be a French bed and breakfast where I was working, and oddly the French bed and breakfast was my parent’s house it seemed or it looked just like it.
I was in the living room serving breakfast to a woman with whitish-color skin from France (French) who was only speaking French who was sitting at an old wooden double-sided desk-like table near where the fish tank should be, the woman was talking to and ordering around a man with whitish-color skin with dark hair who was her husband I assume, and I was trying to translate what she was saying in French to English in my mind or I was trying to understand what she was saying as she spoke to her assumed husband.
Surprisingly I was able to understand more of what she was saying in French than expected even though my French level is at the level of a beginner who is just starting and who has not even reached a basic level yet, and I have not practiced any French in almost a year.
At some point the woman sent her husband to their room to get something, they were staying in the bedroom that should be my brother KD’s and my brother TD’s room, and then the woman started ordering me around in French just like she did to her husband.
I tried to slowly translate what she was saying in my mind or at least understand it, and I remember translating that she wanted a grilled cheese sandwich and that she wanted me to dust of the wooden desk-like table which was dusty on the side opposite her but I could not translate the last thing she wanted.
In French I then said “Pardon, madame. (Excuse me ma’am)” and I asked her: “Parlez-vous anglais? (Do you speak English)” because my French is not good enough yet so I hoped that she could speak enough English so that she could use English to help me understand what she wanted so that I would not misunderstand her, and she responded in English: “Yes, I can speak English.” and she smiled when she said this like she knew that I was struggling with French.
I asked her if she could repeat what she wanted so she did, my previous translation was correct, but this time she did not mention the third thing that she wanted so I assumed that maybe she did not know how to ask that in English or she was just going easy on me this time.
I went to the kitchen and I brought her the grilled cheese sandwich that she wanted, and then I started to carefully dust the dust off of the table but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the evening or night, I can not remember where I was, but I remember a boy with whitish-color skin with brown hair talking to me and then inviting me to his house like someone trying to make a friend.
This was strange to me because he was a kid and I was an adult, normally I would have politely declined the offer, but he said that him and his family were living in a nice old multi-story house that I remembered from a past house dream where my family and I were inside that house either considering buying it or we had just bought it so I accepted his offer because I wanted to see this house again.
The boy walked me to his house, we took a secret back route to the house and inside the house, and I asked him if this was okay and he said that it was.
We entered the house and he took me to a room that over-looked another room, most of his family was there talking and watching television and eating, and they all had whitish-color skin and looked like a stereotype of mostly overweight racist sloppy poorly dressed mean conservative people from the countryside.
The boy went to introduce me and I said hello, I explained the situation and I let them know that I hope that this was okay and that my family and I were once in this house and that I was curious to see it again if that was okay, but his family looked at me meanly and hatefully.
They angrily told the boy that he was not supposed to bring anyone to the house especially through the back way, and then they started saying racist and mean things about me and they told me to leave.
I apologized and I said goodbye and I started to leave, I am not sure if or when this happened, but I think I remember a girl or woman who reminded me of the video game character Riley Abel from the video game DLC The Last of Us: Left Behind trying to convince me to stay and argue back against the racist and mean things that the boy’s family had said to me.
She was trying to convince me to refuse to leave until I at least look around the house again, I told her that arguing with them would not help and that it would just make things worse, and that this was their home now so I needed to leave and respect their decision to have me leave.
She did not like this, she probably complained that I was being too soft and that I often try to avoid conflict too much, which I did not disagree with but I continued walking away to leave the house but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was watching a mixed martial arts match/fight between the mixed martial artist Celine Haga and another woman, and Celine Haga was wearing a tight athletic shirt and athletic pants like she did at Invicta FC 21: Anderson vs. Tweet in her fight against Amy Montenegro but she was also wearing a strange thin blanket/cloak/cape-like thing that she also used as a weapon to fight with sometimes.
Mrs. Haga would sometimes use the blanket/cloak/cape-like thing to wrap up her opponent or cover her with it, and somehow this was legal which makes no sense and even in the dream I was confused by this.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place in an airport-like or station-like place where there were groups of people waiting in lines to get their tickets so that they could leave by airplane or train or whatever.
There were some law enforcement and security-like people around, some were in line I think but I am not sure, and I was dressed up a bit like I could be one of them but I was not.
At some point I moved from the line briefly for some reason that I can not remember, and I returned to the line in my same spot because no one took my spot oddly like maybe they thought that I was law enforcement or security.
At some point that actor Joe Pesci, who was in front of me in the line, let me go in front of him so I thanked him and we briefly talked until it was my turn at the front desk.
One of the lines was closed so people had to move to the other two lines, at some point it was my turn at the front desk on the right side, and a female employee with medium-dark brownish-color skin with curly dark hair who looked somewhat like an adult real life version of the video game character Riley Abel from the video game DLC The Last of Us: Left Behind was at the desk for my line.
She was probably still processing some items and information from the previous person when she called me to the front desk, I remember seeing an object on the desk that looked like a gun so I wondered if that had been hidden in my luggage or if they were going to give it to me thinking that I was law enforcement or security or if it belonged to the previous person, but it turned out to be part of a cord for an electronic device according to the female employee which did not make sense to me in the dream but I rationalized it by assuming that it was just a type of electronic device that I had never heard of before.
Something strange happened after this that possibly involved seeing and hearing a projection/hologram/spirit/ghost/whatever or telepathic communication from a somewhat old female entity that possibly appeared in a sort of floating maybe cloud/bubble-like projection where you could only see part of her upper body like someone communicating through video instant messaging but a supernatural/paranormal version of that, and I remember the word hag so either she was a hag or hag was in her name or hag is what I thought of when seeing and hearing this female entity or a dream character referred to her as hag in some way.
I remember a man with whitish-color skin, I am not sure if he was with security or not, but this man had something to do with trying to stop and keep this female entity contained.
I can not remember what was going on but I think that something was keeping this female entity out of the dream world physically, maybe she was trapped/contained in something and/or something was protecting me and my dream world from her, and maybe she was trying to convince me to help release her and/or allow her into my dream world or something.
I remember the female employee probably warning me not to help the female entity and saying that the female entity was lying and was trying to trick me, and saying that the female entity was bad and needed to stay contained and/or blocked from our world.
Unfortunately I can not remember the details of what was going on other than the man and maybe the security being against the female entity, I was probably protected in some way, and maybe the female entity needed me to remove something so that she could be released and/or enter the dream world. (Maybe the orgonite was keeping her away and so maybe she wanted me to remove it, but I can not remember)
I just remember the man and some of the security running around trying to find out how she was communicating with us so that they could stop it, and make sure that she stays contained and/or blocked from our world but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream was probably a dream within a dream that phased in and out of my dream at the airport-like or station-like place and/or another dream, but I am not sure so I am typing it as its own dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved an awards show, possibly a dream awards show but I am not sure, and I think that I was mentioned and so were some of my dreams.
The dream took place in a dimly lit auditorium with a stage with a maybe dark red curtain with maybe gold trim behind it, there was maybe a man on the stage at a podium who was probably the host of the awards show, and maybe he mentioned me and maybe started showing some of my dreams.
It was like when they show video clips of films that are up for awards, in this case they were showing clips of my dreams like they were either up for awards or I was up for an award for the best collection of dreams, but I am not sure.
These clips of my dreams possibly caused me to be briefly sent back into those dreams but I can not remember, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I forgot most of my dreams from last night, but I do know that one or more of my dreams involved the BBC / PBS television film Small Island.
Which I rented from The B Parish Library where I work when I noticed the actress Ruth Wilson and the actor Benedict Cumberbatch on the cover of the DVD when I was shelving DVDs while I was working on my shelver job.
I am not sure if this is one dream or two dreams so I will type them as separate dreams, the first part of the dream was probably inspired by me contacting T-Mobile late last night by web chat to ask them if T-Mobile is going to ever release the Lumia Denim update (I got no answer, but supposedly they will contact someone about contacting Nokia about the update) that came out back in November 2014 for their Nokia Lumia 635 phones (and other phones) running Windows Phone 8.1, because every other carrier except T-Mobile has released this update according to Microsoft’s own page which shows every carrier with the update except for T-Mobile who is still stuck on the Lumia Cyan update:
T-Mobile has done a terrible job when it comes to phones running the Windows Phone operating system, they seem to be trying to help destroy it or something like that by doing things like: not releasing updates, not keeping them in stock, not advertising them, not selling the newer models (they even stopped selling the Nokia Lumia 640 shortly after it came out even though it was a good phone for the price and it was doing good in ratings), actively trying to get customers to not buy phones running the Windows Phone operating system (this happened to my family and I, and to many other people visiting their stores; just look around online and you will see that other people have had this problem as well), and et cetera.
It almost seems like a conspiracy to destroy the Windows Phone operating system, maybe they are getting paid by some rivals of the Windows Phone operating system to behave this way to help decrease competition(?) and/or there is a bad grudge between some of the leadership of T-Mobile and Nokia/Microsoft and/or they just do not think that the Windows Phone operating system is worth supporting and/or something like that, and this is unnecessary because the Windows Phone operating system was already doing poorly against its competition; and so there is no need for companies like T-Mobile to make it worse by behaving this way, and hurting their own users and the competition between mobile phone operating systems.
Many other people and I are still left without answers, without updates, and without access to the newer phones with the Windows Phone operating system; and without the Lumia Denim update we will not be able to update to Windows 10 Mobile for our phones when it is released, and we are currently left without some of the improvements that came with the Lumia Denim update a year ago so we are left with less functional phones because of T-Mobile’s behavior.
I actually wanted to go with a phone with Google’s Android operating system and I still want to (because most apps are made for it and some of the apps that I want are not available on Windows Phone, it is more popular, and it probably is better overall) but most of the phones that I had to choose from in the budget price range had outdated versions of Android and will not get updates to the newer versions, they were lower quality, they had worse hardware, they had worse reviews, and they were not as durable or reliable as what Nokia/Microsoft was offering in that price range with their phones with the Windows Phone operating system so a Nokia/Microsoft phone with the Windows Phone operating system were our best option for the price; and so I am not a Windows Phone/Nokia/Microsoft fan and I am just someone who picked what was best overall for my family and I for the budget price range (under $100), and I think that this behavior from T-Mobile is wrong and I at least want T-Mobile to release the Lumia Denim update and then the Windows 10 Mobile update when it is available et cetera.
-End of rant 😀
All that I can remember of this dream is that it probably started during the day inside my parents’ house with me trying to contact T-Mobile again to find out if they are going to ever answer our question about whether they will ever release the Lumia Denim update for our Nokia Lumia 635 phones like every other carrier has, I can not remember what happened, but I do remember talking with my parents about the situation; and then I went outside to jog in the yard.
As I was jogging I saw a male police officer with whitish colored skin with short yellowish colored hair wearing glasses who I recognized from either real life and/or a dream, he was walking on the street looking at houses and writing something on a notebook/clipboard/paper and he seemed very focused on this task, and it seemed that he was collecting data like he was updating records for a census or a police database to maybe see which houses were abandoned or not and other information like that (the layout of streets, yards, number of vehicles and types at each house, who lived at each house, et cetera).
At first I thought that the police were looking for someone who used to live in the abandoned mobile home next to The B House but then I quickly realized that I was wrong, I greeted the police officer as I jogged and he greeted me back, but he continued focusing intently on his work without asking me anything or saying anything else to my surprise; and I thought that was strange, and I wondered what he was doing.
I probably told my parents about this when I finished jogging, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was still at my parents’ house, the dream involved a man who reminded me of Malcolm X in how he looked and dressed and acted or maybe it was Malcolm X, and oddly part of the dream world seemed to be in the time period from when Malcolm X was still alive based on what people were wearing and their hairstyles and the automobile designs in the dream.
He was trying to get the city/local government to allow them to do something/makes some changes/et cetera that I can not remember but the city/local government refused, and so he and some other people who mostly had brownish colored skin started peacefully protesting (marching, singing, et cetera); and at some point the city allowed them to do one of the things that they had requested after their protesting put enough pressure on the city and the city hoped that this would make them stop protesting, and they started doing whatever it was outside in the field by my parents’ yard.
While doing this they also continued their peaceful protesting trying to get the city to allow them to do whatever else was on their list of things that they were protesting about, I would watch from the window inside my parents house, and groups of people with whitish colored skin with racist beliefs would drive in old style cars from that time period while wearing old style clothing with old style hair styles from that time period around the protesters angrily yelling and spitting and threatening et cetera them.
The racist groups of people became more aggressive as the protesters refused to stop their peaceful protest and work, and it started to seem like the racist groups of people would become violent soon and attack the protesters, and the city/police were not trying to do anything about it because they wanted the protesters to stop protesting and working on whatever it is that they were working on too; but woke up.