This morning, I was entertained by four dreams as I slept from 8:15 till 11:45. Act 1: I was running in a race with vehicles –– mini-buses, old cars and high-class ones –– on a road circuit. Their speeds were awfully faster than me running. But I don’t know why I didn’t give up. I reached a point when my legs were inexplicably exhausted. Some guys inside a minibus saw me struggling. I changed my mode of movement from running to walking so as to prevent them from thinking that I was an idiot who is competing on foot with vehicles. Act 2: I was among a group of new classmates for a new period or program of study in an academy. We thought of ourselves as a community. Most of us had birds as pets. We were arranging for an assembly outside academia. It seemed as though we typically used to take parakeets outside with us for the leisure. But this time, one of our classmates –– she was one of my former classmates, a girl by the name of Rauzieh Nejati, at university in real life –– said that she wouldn’t join us this time if we took the parakeets only. She urged that we should take the other birds too. However I objected, stating clearly in front of the others that if we take the falcon with us, it will eat the parakeets. Most of the students laughed. She responded that the falcon wouldn’t eat the parakeets if we took all of the birds outside with us, as if the falcon would be confused about choosing its prey. Act 3: We were two groups of students –– juniors and seniors. I was one of the seniors. We were in a building and had to attend a class where juniors were present too. The class was a single hall with two storeys. The teacher positioned himself somewhere so that his voice could reach both storeys contemporaneously. Our juniors sat in the lower storey. Students did have the permission to leave in the middle of class time for a short period to go to the toilet, for example, if they wanted. But they weren’t allowed to leave the building. In order to prevent the aforesaid, banned act, the teacher had locked the exit of the building. Our teacher had given a set of keys to a junior –– a girl, by the name of Samira Jaundoost, who was also my former classmate at university in real life –– so that the other students could go to her and ask for the toilet’s keys. Our teacher thought that she was a goody-goody, and so he trusted her and had given her the set of keys that could open the locked toilets. But that set of keys could open the building’s exit too. She wasn’t as faithful as the teacher had thought. She sat next to the lower storey’s opening were seniors could come and ask for the key secretly, without the teacher noticing. They could open the exit, return her the key and flee the building. Act 4: Our teacher asked us whether we could name a plant that has just one cell. I raised my hand and answered that previously there was a controversy over the issue of categorizing single cells with chloroplasts as plants. I said that there now is a consensus, however, that such single cells should be classified as plants. He confirmed my answer. (But that is wrong in real life –– single cells with chloroplasts are called cyanobacteria. They are not classified as plants, but are a group of bacteria.)
Posted on: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 10:52:12 +0000
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