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Next, I was teaching school — not an unusual dream under the circumstances, since I was acting as a substitute teacher in the public schools that autumn.

COMMENT: I wrote the dream down the next morning, wondering what on earth it could mean. On October 17, two days later, I was called to teach. This was only my second time out as a substitute, and I never knew when I would be working until an hour or so before school began. Since I’d never been to this particular school, I left early.

In the hallway, I was surprised to run into Anna Taylor. She lived in an apartment right at the corner of Walnut and Water Streets, but she was not a close friend — barely an acquaintance — and we saw her rarely. I knew she was a teacher, but hadn’t the foggiest idea in what school. When she saw me, she burst out laughing, and said, “What? What?” in tones of great mock disbelief — as the woman had used in the dream. She didn’t know I was teaching and had just been transferred to this school.