Dream (December 7)

We stood impatiently waiting for our names to appear on the aged yellow office envelopes that contained our scores or grades. I read Priscilla's name and gave her her envelope. I bent over to look at more and was crushed by a girl next to me. I was upset at her for being so rude, and made a face. She was all dressed up and had curls in her hair as if she was going to prom or was a bridesmaid in a wedding.

Suddenly some of us and others are on a school bus. Now I'm dress in a dark dress ans shawl and my hair is long and curled also. The guy I had a crush on not long ago is sitting a few seats in front of me and the mean girl is sitting directly in front of me. I don't recall who else was there but I was comfortable and seemed to know most of them. The bus was winding fast down curving, bumpy, country roads. We were going too fast for comfort, and downhill around turns. My stomach and mind did not agree with it. I sensed a friendly warmth from the mean girl and we talked about something. Finally the bus pulled into a lot, similar I'd stopped before on a bus.

I got out still dressed up and went into a tourist shop. There were mountains, fish, etc. style things. and middle aged heavy set ladies that worked there. I walked through, and found the door to the recreation and tourist area, which was filled with people, mostly women dressed in long, older style dresses that reminded me of modern day conservative religious women. I wandered to the other side of the huge room and found my youth minister from back home. Her hair was in two braids. Behind her were people from that group.