Nightmares & Trains
Terrible nightmare recently where I was teaching a shop class and the kids (mostly teen boys) were totally disrespectful and unruly and I screamed at them, cussed at them, threw one girl out by dragging her chair and depositing her in the hallway after tipping her sideways and calling her a douche-bag. Kicked out another kid for making a snide comment to his friend, and yelled, "I don't need this job. I don't care if you drop this class. I don't care if you all drop this class! I'm really much nicer than this!" I continued. "You need to get to know me!" What I planned on teaching them in shop class, I have no idea. It might be related to this book I'm reading, A Man Called Ove . I accidentally saw the last few pages last night and see that he will die at the end. It's been hinted at. He has a bad ticker. But still. He's a handyman, a self-taught jack-of-all-trades fixer upper. When I was reading last night, I thought, Why haven't I...