Most of my school dreams are more like nightmares.
Skimpy or non-existent lesson plans. Forgetting schedules.
They start in August as I plan and get my classroom ready.
I've had them every year I've been a teacher. I even had one in June (so much Mosaic reading was the instigator I think).
But this afternoon I took a lazy summer day nap and had a different sort of school dream. It was lovely. I want to go back.
I was in a school (one I do not recognize, but in the dream I was ok with it). It was before school organization and set up time. I was not alone in the school working. All of the teachers with me were my bloggy friends that I have never met in real life.
We worked a bit and then went to lunch together. It felt normal.
And then I woke up. Smiling.
That is a dream I want to have again.
Perhaps the next dream will feature different bloggy friends.