Saturday, February 4, 2012

Learn something

I had a dream to where I was a transfer student. I was in the gym for some game, but it wasn't even crowded on either side. No one was paying attention and it was like they didn't care that their team would suck. Most of the small group were talking, texting, and listening to music. I don't know how I got involved but at some point the game became organized and our side won. Even with a small group there was a loud rumble of discussion and the group was actually excited. I ended up leaving, walking under the bleachers. I think that was something like first period. The next class I get to, I hand the teacher a sheet that needs to be signed and she has me sitting in the front corner. I don't like that too much because it's close to the wall and with how the class is set up the projector is like right behind me. Soon the rest of the class trickles in and there is immediately talking. Somehow I'm getting frustrated and the teacher is trying to teach, but cannot due to so many questions. It sounded like that happened daily and no one really learned anything. At some point I got fed up and yelled at the class to shut up. I glanced at the teacher and asked that she put up the slides of what we had to learn and the notes she wanted us to copy and then just answer questions at the end of the slide. Apparently that was a revelation to the other students who went kind of nuts. By the time everyone calmed down I was debating whether or not to sit on the floor to take notes or move my desk. Either way talk was dying down and people were smiling. I got the feeling the not learning was something that happened daily. As I sat down, someone handed me a sheet of notebook paper and there was this really clear writing on it.

Dear Teacher and new child,
I learned more today while hiding in the closet than I normally do. Thank you. And it was followed by a series of drawn eyes ranging from happy, to flinching, to oh face.

I'm surprised I recalled that because I normally don't do so good with writings and remembering what I read in dreams.

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