The Dream

Part of my dream this morning was about school again. I was doing recess duty outdoors and I looked up and a lot of the kids were perched on the window ledges along the back of the building. Some were on the first floor level and some on the second floor. I was afraid that someone would fall and be hurt, and at best, there was a problem because they shouldn’t be doing that at all! I started to yell at them, I was deep in the playground, quite far away from them, that they should get down from there right away. I yelled and yelled and they just sat there. Then the principal came out and I thought he would make them get down. But he just stood there on the stairs and didn’t say anything. I yelled to him, then, that he should get those boys down from the windows. He still did nothing. I walked up to him then and he said he couldn’t hear what I was saying. I figured that if he couldn’t hear, the boys hadn’t heard me either. No wonder they didn’t move. So I talked to them now that I was up close and told them that there were two reason I wanted them to get down from there, one was because of safety, and come to think of it, the second reason was also because of safety. I was thinking that they might fall to the ground and get hurt, or possible break the window behind them and get hurt that way. But I didn’t explain. Then I told them that they looked like a row of fat birds perched on the window ledge. (They were bundled into bulky snow clothes.) They thought this was hilariously funny and while laughing about it, they got down from their inappropriate perches. I was thinking how often humor will ease a situation and solve a problem. I felt good about getting them off the ledges without any accidents and everyone was laughing when it was over.

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Posted by: NJ on 1/18/2006 10:42:25 AM , 4 comments

Submitted by Leslie at 1/18/2006 6:06:38 PM
    A dream analyst would have fun with that one. :)

    Did you wake yourself up trying to yell to them?
Submitted by NJ at 1/18/2006 7:15:47 PM
    No, I was in good voice and really yelling because they were half the playground away, and I was surprised to learn that they couldn't hear me. I kind of roused when we were all laughing abut the bundled up boys sitting on the window ledge looking like birds. The knowledge of the fact that humor had saved the day sort of brought me around.
Submitted by Sally at 1/18/2006 8:20:25 PM
    I always think I'm going to tell someone my dreams but by the time I remember, I've forgotten the dream!! I LOVE the way your blog looks now, so much easier to read - very, very nice!!
Submitted by nj at 1/18/2006 8:40:31 PM
    I thank Ben for the improvement on the blog. He has a lot of blogs to oversee but he took time to fix mine. He's been doing improvements to bloghorn.

    Sally, I often forget my dreams if I don't make a point to remember them. Not all of my dreams have something that I feel is worth remembering. And other dreams only come back at a later date when I realize it didn't really happen, it was just a dream. I recently dreamed that two of my glasses with yellow patterns on them got broken. Later when I opened the cupboard and saw the glasses there, I was happy to see the glasses there unbroken, and the dream came back to me. Odd!
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