Top 15%

So I started to sleep long and calm enough in order to have dreams and also be able to remember them.. Baby is sleeping all night from 8ish to 7ish, with 2 short intermissions for diaper change (Leo’s task) and breastfeeding (my task) at around midnight and 4ish so we wake up rested also. Now she naps in my lap 😀

I was trapped again in that neverending series of dreams, where I am back in school repeating Secondary (5th to 8th grade) or Highschool (9th to 12th) classes, because we have to do our final exams again, as the ones we did are not valid anymore, because of the reform in the Romanian School System.. Yeah.. About that..

… So.. after receiving a pop quiz in the Romanian Literature class, that made me sad, because there were 4 very specific questions from a Novel I didn’t read, so I had no idea what to write, I was announced that, surprisingly, over-all, I’m in top 15% of my class, as per my achievements so far.

And this was qualifying me to participate in the competition to become a teacher… which was not much appealing to me, but anyway.. I was told that first I have to fill in a 2 pages personality test of 49 questions with some weird neologisms..

The test was redacted by him… He was now sitting in the classroom bench behind me. I was shocked when I saw his name in the header of the printed pages, so I asked abrubtly to remove his name first and reprint, as I’m not filling anything or signing anything with his name on it…

There were more pieces of dreams, but these are the ones that stayed with me the most.

I have a sadness that I cannot speak Romanian with my own child.. because it feels weird.. because she is not Romanian… it doesn’t feel right. I’m speaking with her a combination of Czech and English… Maybe I should start to read her stories in Romanian.. I have to remember the name of that Novel that was in my pop quiz.

You know, from all the objects and teachers I had in school the ones that stress me the most in my dreams are the Romanian teacher in Secondary and the Maths teacher in Highschool, although Maths was empowering in the end, as I managed to catch the flow and get on top, Romanian on the other hand was always surprising me negatively. I was never putting enough “i” in the words and enough “,” (coma). I mean, it was also a different performance scale, an 8 (out of 10) in Secondary was tragedy, while an 8 in Maths in Highschool was the party of the month.

Secondary was the most traumatic school time experience for me.. way too many objects, I was feeling extremely anxious, I was bullied, ignored, rejected… and I truly wonder how I managed to finish it with final average grade over 9, considering I was barely studying anything at home… I was spending all my free time watching telenovelas or doing creative projects..

Barely from Highschool I was taking studying and homework seriously, as I needed my recesses for.. well.. other things :D.. Like going to mom’s laboratory and disturbing her..

So I know how much work I had to put in that, especially in my final 2 years.. I find it an extremely great injustice to have to repeat that.. Hence my nightmares..

PS. They removed the spelling check from this wordpress editor, so please forgive me if I have (too obvious) spelling mistakes that I didn’t spot to correct.

Later edit.. While reading this again (and correcting 3 spelling mistakes), I had a revelation. The thing with repeating the classes.. I think my subconscious is trying to tell me that I can re-write those traumatic memories by using knowledge and resources from people I met long after that. And by resources I mean positive energy. And even if, now, I have to miss the majority of those classes – because, well, even in my dreams I live and work in a different country – somehow I’m still able to patch the holes. Enough that it brought me to the top 15%. Interesting. I have to find that test asap. :))

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3 thoughts on “Top 15%

  1. gainile

    Awesome dreams… I dreamed last night that me and hubby started a merchandise business and we were trying to sell band t-shirts to people in Sweden and the sizes were off because they were giants and they were very unhappy with our services, we were stuck in a foreign country and in trouble, LOL… I love trying to find the meanings behind dreams, sometimes I have more success than others, last night’s is still work in progress 🙂 As for you daughter, speak to her in whatever language you can, she’ll pick them all and sort them out. She’s half Romanian anyway too 🙂 I spoke everything to my kids but they learned different from each other. Robert was not verbal at all until past 2 years of age, he learned ASL first (sign language) at daycare, then English came with a rush, then some Romanian, now he speaks both and French as well, he does reasonably well in Romanian but with a broken grammar, he can still carry entire conversations with his family and friends. Emmy on the other hand was perfectly fluent in Romanian first, I had no idea she knows any English until she went to school and I heard her perfect English at 4 years old. Now she speaks both perfectly, she has full Romanian grammar and pronunciation and also gets all the jokes and innuendos and everything – but she refuses to speak it at all, unless she’s completely alone (I heard her talking to a little puppy in Romania and I was surprised how well she does). She refuses to speak with her grandparents and I know it’s a stage but it’s a bit frustrating…

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    1. Stefania Post author

      Yeah, I think from my mom and dad she will have the chance to learn Romanian. She is half indeed, we think to get her R citizenship also, is just a formality.
      I added a “later edit” to the blog post, I managed to make a sense out of it while you were reading it and writing the comment 🙂

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