Teacher schooled by imaginary students

...it's 11:30 on a Monday and my little body just decided to wake up. Sleeping in, is woooonderful-except, when I sleep in, I tend to have dreams. Dreams are great and everyone has them, but the dreams that I have when excessive amounts of sleep have happened are often or not more...let's just say interesting and graphic than most.

Last night I had a hand full of dreams that linked together in a peculiar sequence that, needless to say, didn't make sense at all. Sitting here, I really can't make out what exactly those dreams where; something about dandelions, elf shoes, the LA Lakers, new carpet, green beans and a factory that binds books and prints ONLY the publishing page. Like I said, odd sequence. Though, there was one dream that I found to be very interesting that also caused me to wake up with my head in whirlwind of confusion...



The Dream:
My dance class and I are sitting in a room full of mirrors. I am not saying anything but the sense in the room is that we have just finished a conversation of some importance. Quickly, but with pertinence, one my students begins to recall an entire passage from the Bible. Then, another student with their share of an entire chapter. Then, another, and another and another, and another. After they have all quoted pretty much the entire New Testament they look to me and tell me that it is my turn. Feeling awful that I am not able to deliver an entire fifteen pages+of the Bible, I tell them that all I have to offer are my favorite verses that I have collected throughout my years that have significance. Then they look at me and begin to stand up with the dream slowly stopping-there is no telling how the dream turns out, because I woke up-confused beyond belief.

-What does this mean???-