<I've been having my first dreams where Covid-19 makes an appearance. So far it's been more about being in a normal setting with the fear of catching or spreading the virus present, rather than being in social isolation.>
I was back at school and it was sixth period. My sixth period class is usually fairly biddable, but today they were off the charts. They were talking and I couldn't get them settled down. My classroom was not normal - it was a room with 20 foot ceilings and felt like a shop room. I was above the students on a platform and they were seated closely down below. I had wanted to leave the class to go take a shower before my planning period, but Mr. C was in there kind of watching what was going on, so I figured I shouldn't just abandon the class. To snap them back to order, I tried doing the sign language alphabet with them, that usually works. I thought maybe I was too high above them and some of them couldn't see me. I walked down the wooden platform stairs while continuing to do the alphabet and walk amongst them. It was no wonder I couldn't keep control of them, the large room was divided into all these segments that I couldn't possibly monitor all at once. I screamed at them to be quiet, but they wouldn't. I was so angry and embarrassed. I noticed that several of them had been drawing on their desks and even carving into the surface with pencil lead. I was also embarrassed about that. I passed out Clorox wipes, one to the first person in each row, but then I felt like sharing wipes might transmit Covid-19. When I realized that, I also worried that we were too closely packed in the room. When class dismissed and the kids were filing out, I worried especially about our closeness, and tried to get out of the throng and find out of we were supposed to even be in school.
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