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I had a crazy dawn-cracking dream today.
It was an early morning Zoom meeting, working with educators on the East coast. I’m on the West coast–a 3-hour time difference.
This is what happened.
I awoke with a start before the sky was light. I looked at my iPhone. Oh no! I had just minutes before the scheduled Zoom meeting. I jumped out of bed — didn’t comb my hair–not even a finger-combing, no makeup, no coffee, still in my PJs. I ran down the stairs and opened my laptop and entered the Zoom meeting. The meeting was informal. We were brainstorming, sharing our thoughts. Suddenly, I realized my camera was on.
That was when I woke up.
NOT a good feeling, even in a dream.
Shel Siverstein wrote a crazy dream poem for educators.
Have you recently had a crazy beginning-of-a-school-year dream?
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Isn’t it crazy how these ‘teacher nightmares’ pop into our minds just as a new school year begins? Mine always involved me forgetting my lesson or horribly behaved students that I could not contain. I would wake up in a pool of sweat. haha I enjoyed your dream and the memories it conjured up. 🙂
I think that “teacher nightmares” the first days of school are an occupational hazard that no one but another teacher understands.
I have not had such a dream as an educator, but I definitely had a few as a student as the school year approached. And the classic nude on a Zoom call nightmare during the pandemic.
Oh! THAT would be a nightmare!
I haven’t had a beginning of school dream in ages although I do occasionally have a being in school dream. You would think that being retired 13 years these dreams would stop. I guess after doing something for 40 years the job never completely goes away.
You are right… it never goes away. It’s a life ritual.
That is one crazy back to school dream. I still have the same one – just that I oversleep on the first day and miss the whole day! It’s never happened! PHEW
How crazy… so is your subconscious is trying to hang on to the summer “vacation.” Or has that dream become part of the beginning of school ritual?
I don’t think I’ve had a crazy zoom meeting dream, but the one that sticks with me is teaching a class of kids I don’t know. I’ve applied to be a teaching artist this year, so I may be entering strange classes. I will likely have one of these anxiety dreams.
I didn’t used to dream much, at least I didn’t remember them. But I used to be unable to sleep the night before my first day conducting a workshop in a school I’d never been to before. I never had trouble with insomnia otherwise. I don’t know if it was the long flight, the strange hotel, or the thought of the next day. I remember one workshop in Alpine, TX that the insomnia lasted for three nights… By Wednesday, I was so tired I was falling asleep as I ate lunch with a group of teachers.
Alice,
ONG! Zoom adds a whole new nightmarish possibility to the teacher dream repertoire. Glad that incident was only a dream and not reality.
Me too. Not sure if I would have recovered if it were real. Hahaahaa
Hahaha! What a dream! And somehow, even though you clearly stated it was a dream, it sounded so real…..
I am three years retired and still had my annual not-ready-for-the-first-day bad dream. Old anxieties die hard.
It’s a “teacher ritual” we never escape. When I read your words, “It sounded so real” I thought, What an appropriate on a slice about a dream!
Oh, that feeling. That one. Yes, the feeling of rushing around with a sense of urgency to be on time when it feels all hope is lost. I like how this was just a dream – – because when it happens for real, it’s a bit of a nightmare knowing my clothes are wrinkled, my shoes might not match, my hair is tangled and my makeup is…..well, invisible……Great slice today!
The bad part of about the hair and makeup is the close up shots of Zoom.. Yike!
Every year (and this is year 34)!
And it will probably continue after your retire. It’s an occupational hazard that doesn’t go away with retirement.
Dreams are so interesting! I just had a major stress dream about going back to school. The class was totally out of control and for some reason, I was teaching out of a hotel room with two queen beds and little floor space for our circle meeting. I kept thinking, “What’s going on?!?” Thanks for sharing that Shel Silverstein poem. I’m a big fan of his, but I don’t remember that one. I’m going to take a peek at it today — whenever I can slip away into my classroom during our first day of PD for the year.
Hahahahaaa… so funny. I never had one about a hotel room even though I stayed in hundreds of hotel rooms through the years while conduction PD. A hotel room with 2 queen beds would be really crowded. I wonder why your brain put your class in a hotel room. I did have conduct a three-day workshop in a classroom full of teachers that was unbelievably crowded. (A fire marshal would have had a stroke.) I couldn’t move out of the small space by a white board (no technology) that I stood in the whole time. My materials were crammed on a small bookcase. And if I wanted to leave the room, everyone in my path had to get up and exit the room ahead of me so I could push my way through desks and chairs… NO exaggeration. And I don’t take much room. There’s so much more to that story . . . .