I had a crazy dream last night. I was teaching my first period math class, and the lights weren’t working well, so the room was very dark. Some of the kids had tiny flashlights that they would take out and shine right in my eyes from time to time, driving me nuts. I went around the room, confiscating them, but by the time I got back to the front of the class, somebody else had another one, and whammo, hit me right in the eye with the beam.
Just when I was about to lose it on them, I started to wake up. When I opened my eyes, I was looking directly into the sun, which was shining through a crack in the blinds, right onto my face.
I told my students this story, and they loved it. I’m expecting flashlights in class any day now.
About the author: Joshua Sarkis Prowse is a teacher, writer, geek, music and sports enthusiast, and zealot for clear communication in all forms. This is where he rants about writing and editing. You can read other stuff at joshprowse.com. 
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