By day three of the Disney Institute workshops, my head was spinning with ideas. I would wake up before sunrise, and, even though I couldn’t explain why, I wasn’t going to fight the inspiration. I began to journal the ideas as they flowed so freely at that ridiculous hour.
One particular idea came from an event on day 1. We had just returned to the classroom after our Duckburg Activity. The door flung open and in walked the most gregarious, sassy, tiara-wearing fairy princess that Disney ever created. Her name was Ivana Dream, and she began to dish out an adorable mix of witty and playful banter to the unsuspecting participants. After picking on a select few and sufficiently embarrassing them, she left as quickly as she came and warned she would be back when we least expected her in the coming days. She was as good as her word, bringing a delightful intermission with each visit.