Wednesday, June 11, 2008

grad school, again?

We arrived on our own, our graduate program's own fab five, each in our own vehicles, usually the family minivan. The five of us, friends and coworkers, were taking yet another graduate class together on a large, sprawling, confusing campus. When the class day was over, four of us couldn’t find our vans in the parking garage, so we all piled into one. As we worked our way out of the maze of parking ramps, constantly on the lookout for any of our missing vans, we ran into construction. One of us got out of the van and ran ahead to see if we could make it out through the wreckage. She came back and said yes, we could get through, so we inched our way through the mess.

At that point, I woke up.


When I told Husband about this, he said it was obvious; I was just trying to survive the last week of school and get out in one piece!

I emailed this to the friends involved for their take on it. One liked Husband's interpretation but added that maybe it was about the fact that we all stick together through thick and thin, one or all of us are there when we need it, and we all look out for each other no matter what! Another reminded me that even though we may arrive at our destinations separately, we are always together in our hearts – and vans! It wasn't snowing in the dream like it was the last time we got together, but we had difficulty getting home. And finally, we all agreed that it meant we were way overdue for a girls' night out.


Any other thoughts, folks? Have I missed any symbolism?

Labels: ,

Digg! Stumble It! add to kirtsy

4 Comments:

Blogger Earth Muffin said...

Perhaps you're feeling overwhelmed by the class, but you know that you'll get through it?

I don't know, the need for a girl's night out sounds better, doesn't it?

6/11/2008 8:54 AM  
Blogger George Murphy said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

6/11/2008 12:42 PM  
Blogger Club 166 said...

My take is basically the same.

As a teacher, riding in the van with your classmates is a metaphor for your voyage thru life.

Like life, the voyage gets messy sometimes, even with some wreckage.

But with the help of your friends, you'll get thru.

Joe

6/11/2008 2:33 PM  
Blogger Mocha said...

Yep, I agree with everyone else. You need some help in that van to make it to the end and we're always searching as educators. But maybe not looking for your own vehicle. Could you be looking for something else?

A diamond ring, perhaps? Or is that just me?

6/11/2008 6:58 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home

Smile!

Search & Win

About 1 in 5 child deaths is due to injury. CDC Vital Signs www.cdc.gov/vitalsigns

Creative 

Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 2.5 License.

Copyright, 2003-2008 by OkayByMe. All rights reserved. No part of this blog may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval without written permission from Daisy, the publisher, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in a review. In other words, stealing is bad, and if you take what doesn't belong to you, it's YOUR karma and my lawyers you might deal with.