This quote in observance of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. He was not alone in having a dream.
Now, on a far less serious note...I have had recurring dreams, nightmares, in which I am on a college campus. The settings vary, but always I am frantic because I cannot find my way to a math class. The room has moved, it's impossibly far from the last class, even requires my taking a boat to get there.
I keep wondering what this means. Something is not adding up in my life? I feel a sense of failure over something? Math teachers are generally mean and petty people? I don't really know. (Really, though, I know many very nice math teachers!)
BUT, last night there was a break through of sorts. I dreamed I was actually in a math class. I finally made it! No relief though. I was hopelessly befuddled by the problems the professor was posing. I could start a computation, but then get so confused I could not go on. The pace the professor was setting was way too fast for me. A teaching assistant came in to offer help, but he took one look at my scribbles and just scoffed, then went on to someone else.
Okay, that's not much of a breakthrough.
I don't know if this is true for other places, but some VT colleges offer free classes to those over 65. I'm looking forward to that, but I definitely will NOT be taking any math courses...free or otherwise.