The teacher dream

I had a dream last night that I went back and visited my first elementary school, Macafee Road School, in Somerset, New Jersey. In the dream, the school was entirely different than it is in reality. And I saw a teacher there who was supposed to have been my first grade teacher, but who in fact, was my 8th grade science teacher at Porter Junior High School in Granada Hill, California. In my dream, she had aged somewhat. I walked up to her and introduced myself and of course she didn’t remember me, but I talked about some of her classes and I think that convinced her I was legit. She talked to me for a little while and then had to leave. As I wandered around the school afterward, I saw one or two other teachers I recognized, and though this was a dream, I felt like a recognized some of the faces of real teachers that I haven’t seen in twenty years.

I’m almost certain that this dream was triggered to the email I received from my computer teacher from junior high school last week. Still, it was nice to see my old science teacher, even if it was just a dream.


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