I Dream of Teaching.

Last night I had a bizarre dream. I dreamed that I was a teacher for this group of high school kids. I was teaching them Shel Silverstein for some reason and they had to write a S.S.-esque poem on their own. One kid, a very bright young fellow, wrote about a tree and he threw some alliteration in there and I was astounded. I said,

"You know that's called alliteration?"
"Yeah, that's why I did it" he replied.

He was my favorite student because it was smart and entertaining. The teacher in the room with me really liked me because I was in the ARL program and the best co-teacher that she had. Yeah, it was an awesome dream.

I actually felt like I was making a difference. It was pretty amazing. But then I woke up.

Perhaps someday that dream will be a reality.