Monday, April 06, 2009

I have a dream.

Okay, I’ve now entered The Twilight Zone. Usually I don’t remember my dreams. As a matter of fact, before last night the only dream I’ve ever been to recall involved Anson Williams marrying Sandra Bernhard by a Conan O’Brien look-a-like while Cubans invaded. That’s a different blog though.

This new dream was just as vivid, but not nearly as exciting.

In this dream I was teaching. That’s it. It was a lesson on William Carlos Williams and the students were unimpressed as in the real world. Well, I wasn’t teaching the whole time. There were e-mails to be sent. I entered some grades into the computer. I also found a slight mistake on a master copy of a test that I had to take White-Out to because I no longer had a soft copy.

That was it. Nothing freaky happened. The same students didn’t come through the door for each period. I wasn’t teaching in the nude or anything. I was just—teaching.

I’m afraid to go to sleep now. I mean, I teach when I’m awake, and I teach when I’m asleep. There’s no end!

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