Wishes, Lies and Dreams #3:

 I read a book to our class this very week called Let's Talk About Race.  It's a simple book but it gets kids talking about why some people think their race is superior.  Maybe people feel badly about themselves.  Maybe they are afraid.  (As I was reading this book, I added, "Maybe people like to have more power than other people?  Thirdlanders agreed that I might be on the mark with that one). The author invites readers to press their fingers softly into their faces and then into someone else's face to feel the hard bones there.  (He suggests we ask first).  We enjoyed doing this. Under our skin we're just bony skeletons.  Basically all the same set of bony bones.

The author is a favorite of mine.  His name is Julius Lester.  I wish I could go out for some coffee with Julius Lester, or invite him over for Hanukah latkes. I know he's Jewish because he mentioned this in his book.

Here's another thing.  I want to tell you about a dream I had last night.  In my dream my back upper right tooth broke into 3 pieces while I was at school.  I wasn't too freaked about it at school, but when I woke up this morning and remembered the dream I started tearing up and had to hold back a potentially inefficient and inexplicable crying jag.  Obviously I have anxiety that my tooth is going to break today, because this dream is clearly an omen of things to come. I hope I can handle this situation with aplomb.