I sat next to my mum, who was reading a magazine. It was one of those funny ones with a tortoise on the front that is falling off an orange pavement. When she was finished reading it, she put down the turtle magazine and switched on the TV. It was a boring day for me and mum and we were both tired. I looked at the pitter-patter of the rain outside when all of a sudden the statue over the road started to move its arm. It had waved! Then it winked. Was I dreaming or was it true?