That dream where it’s the end of school

Maybe we share a dream.  It is the end of a year (semester) and one of a few things transpire.  One, I have a class I registered for and never attended.  I just realized I made an “F” in that class.  Two, I have a class I forgot to continue attending and forgot to drop and just made an “F”.  Three, I have a class I got behind in and in which I could not catch up, and I just realized, too late, I cannot pass it.  I just made an “F”.

If you have the dream about going to school in your underwear, and no one noticing, that is above my pay grade.  Seek help.

I have now taught long enough to see all three semester ending disasters.  I work hard for students to succeed, but sometimes a student ignores help (sleeps through, texts others, attends to more important details of college over class requirements).  He misses all emails, all notes on websites, even texts to his phone.  I then go in to input final grades expecting him to have dropped the class months ago and his name is still on the list!  He just made an “F”.

SO, the dream for him is real.  As he shuts his eyes he is reliving this semester.  He needs no imagination (other than what I look like as he never viewed a lecture) to endure the nightmare.

SO here the question is two fold.  Is Garrison Keillor correct?  And if he is right, where were you sleeping?

Keillor maintained long ago on the News from Lake Woebegone on the Prairie Home Companion that when we sleep in hotels or dorms we dream the unfinished dreams of others who slept in those beds.  If that part is correct, then where were you when you dreamed that nightmare?  You probably were in a hotel room, dreaming an unfinished dream of some blighted soul who should have dropped the class, didn’t, and awoke to the horror of failure.

Unless you were home.  Safe in your own bed.

If that was where you dreamed it, then I might suggest a DayTimer or School Official Calendar, or no nine topping pizza with killer hot sauce after 1 a.m.

Or, go to class, prepared, every, every day.  The world will expect such when you graduate and wade out into it.  I know.  It’s silly, but the world will expect that.  I’ve seen it.

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