This is probably the first year in all of my time as a teacher that I haven't had an overabundance of "school dreams". I've had some, just not as many as I usually have in the weeks leading up to the new school year. I am not sure if the lack of the dreams is because of my excitement at being a real staff member at the school that meant so much to me as a child (and as a student teacher) or if it is because I've had so much time to rest over my uber long summer.
That said, last night I had a whopper of a school dream. Holy crow. Now I have to say a little silent prayer before I go to bed Monday night that I don't trip, pass gas or fall in front of my new students! What an impression that would make, huh?