The other night, I dreamt that I start up 2nd semester of teaching writing, and instead of 95% returnees and a handful of new people, it's like three fifths new kids, and when I ask them what they covered the previous term, it turns out to be not much of what I had covered, and so I realize that I'll have to make all new lesson plans, which will help them somewhat but will make my carry-over kids mad b/c of repetitiveness.
Then, I realize that something is not quite right, so I quiz them some more, and it turns out that they really didn't know what they were talking about, and so their information is undependable, which is even worse.
Then, I wake up.
. . .
What a lame nightmare.
Monday, February 1, 2016
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