Our little school is out of control.
The kids are amazing. The families, neighborhood, and all other contributing factors that everyone seems to blame things on are far from the problem.
It's the politics. I know that every job has its fair share of political manueverings, but we seem to take things to the extreme in everything we do. I've often thought that if I tried to make it into a reality show, no one would believe it. And it is way too complex. Because of some responsibilities I have at the school, I have become trapped in the middle of everything.
Unfortunately, I have not been able to escape the insanity at any time of the day or night. It is now creeping into my dreams.
Two nights ago I was dreaming that I needed to get to the airport to begin my Spring Break. I asked person after person, but no one was able to give me a ride. I remember the feeling of hopelessness grow as I watched the clock tick closer and closer to the time of departure, and still no one would help.
(Let's hope that I do make it to Duluth and then Provo in a couple of weeks. I NEED to escape, and nothing better stop me. )
Last night's nightmare was worse. I still get sick to my stomach when I think about it. At one point in the dream I realize that my hair is all matted with something. I try to run my fingers through it and find a dead mouse completely tangled in my hair. I start to panic because I'm so grossed out and confused on how it got there when I find another, and then another. I then feel a live mouse start running down the back of my neck.
I've pondered the meaning of this dream for a while today. The best I can come up with is that I have become wrapped up in nasty things that I never even wanted to be part of in the first place.
Any other interpretations?
9 comments:
I'd say the live mouse is that whack job of a principle and the other mice are those that she's metaphorically cannibalized in her wake.
I like Vanessa's interpretation, lol. I'm sorry, every teacher I know says the drama in the hall ways is nothing compared to the teachers lounge, : (
Hmm, it seems a little out of the way for your flight to route you through Duluth on the way to Provo.
I always wondered, when I taught that one time, why the administrators seemed more inept than the most inept teachers, and how they got to be the bosses. Maybe you should balance the system and become a *smart and responsible* administrator.
I think it means it's time to clean out your pantry.
First of all, I will come down and give you a ride to the airport if necessary!
Second, all you need to do is send out the white siberian lepards after the yucky little mice. Now go for it you sleek little lepard!
oh wait! Was that a tiger or a leopard-- a white siberian tiger; whatever, either can care of a little mouse.
Venom: I love the interpretation.
Kirsten: It's true. Some days I just have to pick up my lunch and leave the lounge because I can't handle the things being said.
Jan: And why is it that the inept principal only listen to the most inept teachers? Grrrr.
Matt: Maybe that's it. I'll set some traps immediately.
Mom, you were right. It was a snow leopard. But, I think it was from East Cameroon. Wherever it is from, I sure hope it will take care of them soon.
Erika, Let us know if you do need a ride to the airport!! We would be happy to take you :)
I am disturbed just reading that. I am a vivid dreamer. Every night. Tonight I will most assuredly dream of nasty rodents. Thank you. Or not.
On the bright side of things - I do not have a phobia of rodents as I have owned quite a few in my life. But in my hair? Ew.
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