That delightful Mr. Nobody, the anonymous traveler who is so happily riding and walking with me through new territories, is a most welcome guest. But not so Mr. Somebody, that constant teacher who appears to be jealous and insists on invading every single night dream, teaching one disastrous class after another.
Tomorrow, I’ll invite him into my day life as I visit a school where a Slovenian Orff teacher I helped train has invited me. It will be interesting to see if he then leaves me alone that night in my dreams.
The mind is mysterious. Bad teaching dreams are annoying. But better than bad teaching.
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