Last night I had a dream: the part-time teacher who took my place to teach one of my courses was suddenly sick, and I substituted her to teach one more day. Students were very puzzled. A few were listening attentively, but many became impatient about who the stranger (I) was. At last one shouted, "Where is our teacher?" I replied to them your teacher is sick today, and I was the designer of this course and had taught it for a decade. Everybody in the class instantaneously applauded and I broke into tears. Then I woke up.
I think I am still coping with my loss.
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