THE TEACHER ARRIVES

SCHOOL DAYS

A DREAM

by Dee Finney

3-14-2001
updated 4-28-2001

SCHOOL IS ABOUT TO START,

BUT FIRST LET THE GAME BEGIN ...

3-14-01 - DREAM - I was in a large area, somewhat a suburb area, where
there were large green spaces, yet lots of people around.  I was outside
with my friend Donna from highschool.  (Donna means 'lady') (Madonna
means 'my lady')  We were walking on the path after a long rain. There
were many puddles still on the sidewalk, and dark clouds still glowered in
the sky.

Donna pointed at the puddles, and there we saw reflected from the clouds,
swirls of purple, red, and blue, somewhat like the clouds do when they are
about to part to let the sun shine through.

It was amazing to see, and I raised my eyes and  looked up into the sky,
rather than in the puddle on the ground, and there in the sky, the clouds
were shimmering like water ... red, blue, purple, shifting and glimmering
as though to let the sun shine through.

Suddenly, against the background of the shimmering colors, I saw a huge
man in the sky ... it was like a television screen against the clouds. The
man looked like a warrior/teacher.  He would have had to be 10 miles tall
and  many miles wide ...

Then the man came down out of the clouds and landed at our feet. He was
a mere man size ... a beautiful guy ... somewhat like the director of the
games on the Survivor television show.  

He had been on earth once before and taught this class that he was about to
to teach again.  He said that this time, he wasn't going to start with lesson 1.
He was going to start with lessons 7 through 15 of the 1st book, and 1
through 5 of the second book.

My friend Donna had her notebooks in her hands. She had two thick
notebooks from having studied the lessons before. The books reminded
me of the calendar books/diaries that businessmen keep.  She showed them
to me proudly.

I didn't have any such books from studying the classes before. I told her I
had my journals and notebooks from studying my dreams for the last 20
years.  I said, "Why do think I've been studying metaphysics for 30 years?"
I could take notes in little black books as well as she could.  

She looked a little sheepish to realize that one didn't have to sit in a
classroom to learn.  There were other ways to learn the same lessons.  

Lots of people were gathering around this man.  He was easy to look upon
as well as masterful with people.

Besides that, there was now a masterful stallion there which was to be used
for the teacher and the teacher indicated that Donna, I, and another man
take the stallion in hand, tame him to ride, and ready him to stud an equally
magnificent mare to foal a beauty of a colt.  The man we chose actually did
the work, while Donna and I held the reins on either side of it's head.  

We were then on the city streets, and lots of people were gathering.  The
teacher was now sitting inside a silver vehicle, behind the drivers wheel. I
was standing in the street next to him, outside the car. One dark haired
woman came by and asked me to care for her child so she could study.  I
took the baby into my arms and carried him with me.

Then, the man asked us to recruit some boys to play a game of baseball.
He wanted only the best players. He told me to go round up only those
boys who could hit over 50.  

I went to the local school where all the boys were gathering.  My son Tom
had gotten there ahead of me and was already choosing the best players.
He had been given the same orders before me.  I told my son Tom that we
were going to be choosing the same boys, playing one team against another
... we should line up all the best players ... he could have the 1st player in
line, I would take the second, he would take the third player, I would take
the 4th player ... right on down the line.  He agreed that was fair.  There
would be no choosing Mother against son, ...

There was a young boy there, around age 11 or 12. He looked so lost ...
like an orphan child. We took him with us and he changed into a happy
young boy very quickly. He just wanted to belong... like all the rest.

We went back outside with the boys trailing behind us, ready to play the
game. We met the teacher out on the field. We waved at me and said that
the stallion and mare were ready to be mated, and that I should take charge.
So I left the ball field and went to take care of the matter at hand.  I had
never worked with horses before, but Donna, I, and the man were strong
individuals and that's what it would take.

Meanwhile, there were some girls there who hadn't been assigned anything
yet, and they were hanging around the local bar, having a good time,
giggling, and waiting for classes to begin.  Classes wouldn't begin until after
the ball game was played.  A young man came along, who wasn't going to the
class or the ball game. He asked for the location of a particular young woman.
I pointed him toward the bar so he could find her.

A man came by, looking for someone with a long name starting with the
letter 'N'.  The men had all gathered in one area, the women in another,
so I took the man to where the men were sitting, getting ready to study,
and left it to him to find the man with the other men telling him which way
to go.

I found my friend Donna who had changed clothes and was now dressed
in a fine linen dress with a flowery hat and jewels for buttons on the dress.  
I spotted her and called out to her across the room, "We're going to have
a baby", to alert her that we needed to get the horses together.

A gay man stood between her and me with curlers in his hair.  He looked
at me, all excited, like he was going to participate in this .  I looked at him
and said, "In your wildest dreams...."   and I went over and hugged
Donna. We were so excited to participate in this magnificent act.

I went inside the school where the parents of the boys had gathered, and I
met the man who was the father of the young boy we had made friends
with earlier. He was a large businessman, always out of town.  The mother
was busy working and doing volunteer work and didn't pay any attention
to the child either.  He asked about his son, and we told him that he was
well in hand and happy.  The man asked us to keep him and care for him ...
because he had never been able to be the father he wanted to be in life.

We agreed we would care for the boy. That was no problem for us.  The
game was about to begin and the lessons to follow..

NOTE: If the two books we were to study were the Bible, the lessons in
Book 1 is Judges through Ezra ... ... and Book 2 is Matthew through Acts.

In binary numbers  7 is 111 and 15 is 1111 -  

In binary numbers 1 is 1 and 5 is 101.  

4-28-01 - It came to me because of some recent events, that book One might
be Numbers and book Two might be Deuteronomy, so I'm adding them below.

Numbers    Deuteronomy

Judges  Ruth  

1st Samuel   2nd Samuel  

1st Kings  2nd Kings  

1st Chronicles   2nd Chronicles  

Ezra

Matthew   Mark  Luke  John  Acts

Jesus Said  

Gospel of Thomas

BIBLE COMMENTARY OLD TESTAMENT
BIBLE COMMENTARY NEW TESTAMENT

* aka 'I Will Follow You'
* English lyric by Norman Gimbel and Arthur Altman
* Original lyric by Jacques Plante
* Music by J.W. Stole and Del Roma

[Slowly]
I will follow him
Follow him whereever he may go
And near him I always will be
For nothing can keep me away
He is my destiny

I will follow him
Ever since he touched my heart I knew
There isn't an ocean too deep
A moutain so high it can keep
Keep me away
Away from his love

[Moderately Fast Rock]
I love him, I love him, I love him
And where he goes I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow
I will follow him
Follow him whereever he may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A moutain so high it can keep
Keep me away

We will follow him
Follow him whereever he may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep
Keep us away
Away from his love

(I love him) Oh yes I love him
(I'll follow) I'm gonna follow
True love, he'll always be my true love
(Forever) From now until forever
I love him, I love him, I love him
And where he goes I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow
He'll always be my true love, my true love, my true love
From now until forever, forever, forever
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep
Keep us away
Away from his love

SCHOOL DAYS

Sing Along Nostalgic MIDI Song
Words by Will D. Cobb and Music by Gus Edwards (1907)

Nothing to do, Nellie darling,
"Nothing to do", you say.
Let's take a trip, on memory's ship,
Back to the bygone days.
Sail to the old village school house,
Anchor outside the school door,
Look in and see, there's you and there's me,
A couple of kids once more.

School days, school days,
Dear old golden rule days,
Readin' and 'ritin' and 'rithmetic,
Taught to the tune of a hick-ry stick
You were my queen in calico,
I was your bashful barefoot beau,
And you wrote on my slate, "I love you Joe",
When we were a couple of kids.

'Member the hill, Nellie darling,
And the oak tree that grew on it's brow?
They've build forty stories upon that old hill,
And the oak's an old chestnut now.
'Member the meadows so green dear,
So fragrant with clover and maize?
Into new city lots and preferred business plots,
They've cut them up since those days...

School days, school days,
Dear old golden rule days,
Readin' and 'ritin' and 'rithmetic,
Taught to the tune of a hick-ry stick
You were my queen in calico,
I was your bashful barefoot beau,

And you wrote on my slate, "I love you Joe",
When we were a couple of kids.

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