"That time of year thou mayst in me behold..."
When Back-To-School nightmares haunt my dreaming
And few or none do anything I expect
William Shakespeare didn't know how I could make his lovely sonnet into something entirely different than he intended. Sorry, Will! I took a few liberties.
Officially, I had my first back-to-school nightmare. I have one every year. They are usually a bit frantic, and always pretty darn funny.
This year, my principal (not to be confused with my daughter who is my assistant principal) had 30+ students enrolled in my 6th hour drama class. (There are really 23 or so.) As the hour progressed, more and more kids kept showing up. I finally had someone count, and we were over 50. To top it off, the librarian was also teaching a class that hour, and the principal had decided that we needed to share my room. She could take half, and I could take the other half-- or use the auditorium.
I woke up laughing. It was a bit like herding cats. Every plan made for the first day went straight out the window. This was the authentic me-- flying by the seat of my pants.
And once again, I sure am glad it was just a nightmare.
Of course, if I don't get busy planning for the 23 drama students, I might feel like I am herding cats...! This is just the kick in the pants I needed to start planning 2016-2017.
Yep. That time of year again.