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BillyDinPVD

In my school anxiety dreams, I'm a student. I have a recurrent one in which it's the end of the second semester of my senior year of college, and I discover that there's a class (invariably in mathematics) that I was signed up for but never went to, and it's too late to drop the course, and I need it to graduate, and I have to take the final test NOW! Usually, the class in question meets in a "modular classroom" (ie, a doublewide), and the part of the math teacher is played by one of my high school English teachers.

prairie biker

at least you're not naked, right?

miriam

I'm a student. I have a paper/slash final exam I've forgotten about. I know nothing about the subject material.

Oh, yes. if it's an exam, I forgot my pencil.

gail

As a student, I never know where my room is and my high school is infinitely complex.

Ana

My current nightmare.

I'm tutoring a student and he's reading some piece of literature and he lacks intonation, the ability to pause for punctuation, or the ability comprehend. Just words on top of words on top of words.

I see dead people.

Tracey

I have dreamed, ever since leaving grad school, that I show up for the first day of classes late. I don't know my schedule; I don't have the right books; of course I don't have a pencil. And I find out the class I really, really wanted is something I can't take for some reason. And sometimes the prof/teacher laughs at me.

Another one I have is that I arrive late for band (our band in high school was a national contender and I was one of the leaders). I'm late, can't find my instrument/my mouthpiece/my music, then find out that I'm no longer in band/they've already left for a contest/for some reason I've lost the ability to play.

Strangely enough, I don't have anxiety dreams about my kids, although I had a very strange one BEFORE I had kids, about a childhood enemy who pulled my firstborn baby from a well and handed it to me. Never did figure that one out.

Boy. This is NOT something I should respond to right before going to bed!

Tracey

I have dreamed, ever since leaving grad school, that I show up for the first day of classes late. I don't know my schedule; I don't have the right books; of course I don't have a pencil. And I find out the class I really, really wanted is something I can't take for some reason. And sometimes the prof/teacher laughs at me.

Another one I have is that I arrive late for band (our band in high school was a national contender and I was one of the leaders). I'm late, can't find my instrument/my mouthpiece/my music, then find out that I'm no longer in band/they've already left for a contest/for some reason I've lost the ability to play.

Strangely enough, I don't have anxiety dreams about my kids, although I had a very strange one BEFORE I had kids, about a childhood enemy who pulled my firstborn baby from a well and handed it to me. Never did figure that one out.

Boy. This is NOT something I should respond to right before going to bed!

Michelle

I have this recurring dream that even though I eventually got my Ph.D., somehow I still missed a math class, and I'm going to have to go back to college, live in the dorms, and take that class for a semester. Oh, and I'm barefoot, and everybody will notice that I'm too dumb to remember to wear shoes!

Now that I'm a prof. myself, I have a new recurring dream that it's the first day of school, and there's a class that I didn't know I was supposed to teach, I'm already a half hour late for it, I don't have a syllabus made, and I can't even find the room because the small college where I teach has suddenly become a megalopolis. Oh, and I'm barefooted...


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