Student teaching and candy

Date: 10/6/2017

The first thing I remember is hiking across my university's campus (it is utterly massive). There are several other people doing the same, all walking away from the bus stop with no buses and around by the football stadium. I see a couple guys laughing to themselves and eventually sneaking over fences into places we're not supposed to go. Someone tells them they're going to get caught, but they don't care. I figure just let them get what's coming to them. Then I'm at a high school, as a student teacher (I'm one irl right now). For a while it's my normal art classes and students that I have irl, except the student teacher I had back when I was in high school is there too. She is trying to keep everything very by the rules. Me and the main teacher overhear her threatening to send two girls to detention, so we head over to see what all the fuss is about. She explains how these two girls were sitting really close and giggling and whatnot, and then they "bumped butts" (???) so she was convinced they were lesbians. I'm just standing there going "what" and the teacher is like "oh please, girls you're fine" and tells the other student teacher to calm down. Then I'm in a different classroom, a normal one not an art room, and I've got a class full of kids. There's no other teacher, and I'm informed that I'm now the sub for the day because they couldn't get anyone last minute. I'm mildly freaking out, but I figure i can handle it just fine. I keep waiting for the bell to ring to say that first period has started, but it never seems to come. Finally I ask one of the kids when it's supposed to ring, and he says it already did five minutes before. "Oh, I guess I didn't hear it," I say. I'm at a loss of what to do with them the whole day. I wasn't left any lesson plans, so I'm just winging it. Then I get the great idea that we'll just do prayer requests because that always takes a long time and I can think of something in the meantime. When I try to write on the whiteboard with the marker my handwriting is so terrible, no matter how hard I try to concentrate, and I find it embarrassing. I ask for volunteers of who will write the requests, and three girls all raise their hands. I try to pick the one who raised first, but then two start fighting each other over who should get to do it. I finally convince them to compromise and write half each. Then I try to play different videos and movies for them during the day, but the principal always comes in and gives me disapproving looks because I'm showing movies that I haven't got official approval for. I don't know what else I'm supposed to do, I don't have anything to teach them. Then all of a sudden I'm in yet another classroom, but this one is full of people of all ages at long tables. I have a huge Halloween bag of Hershey's chocolates and I'm supposed to hand them out. Some other people are there doing the same thing as me with other candies (one guy is one of the theatre profs I work with and this is literally I think the fourth dream he's been in I don't get it). I finish a round of giving everyone one each, but I still have a ton. I realize that the other candy people are just dumping arbitrary piles at each person's spot. I go around again, giving more this time. When I finish the bag I get another. This one is just an assortment of all different kinds. There's a young couple in one of the rows who has a baby boy in a stroller, and I think they're very cute so I give them the king size almond joy, the only one I have.