MY EXAM NIGHTMARE. AGAIN.
I don’t know about you, but one topic of conversation that always has me reaching for my pillow, is one that starts off with the following sentence.
“I had the strangest dream last night…..”
This is then followed by a long and detailed recount of my companion’s dream, which really only has any meaning to them and no one else. Having said that, I came across an article recently that could have been about me.
“For 30 years after her HSC history exam in 1980, Diana Prichard regularly dreamed about going into an exam and knowing nothing. She would wake with her heart racing and feeling sick.
- Sydney Morning Herald, 22 October
Diana and I have something in common. 20 years ago I sat my HSC Modern History Exam, a subject in which I was enrolled in but clearly did not attend, as the test may as well have been written in Mandarin. On reflection, I cannot even recall owning the required text book. Those two hours were the longest of my life, sitting there in that hall while all my peers’ constructed meaningful essays about people I had never heard of.
Students sitting University of Adelaide exams in Centennial Hall, Wayville 18 Nov 1957. Image via news.com.au.
To this day I have regular dreams about that experience and, like Diana, I wake up feeling anxious.
To dream about an exam can signal that you are unprepared for a challenge, or are under scrutiny in some way. And now that I know this, it makes me even more anxious about having that dream. Oh how I wish I had studied harder! If I could go back and talk to that nightmare 17 year old Mrs. Woog, I would tell her:
“Listen up! Go to the bloody history class and take some notes. For no other reason, this will save you from reliving this nightmare for the rest of your life. And stop smoking now, and wear sunscreen. Oh, and your mother is right. Your boyfriend IS a loser”
Another common reoccurring dream that I have is where I have the ability to fly. In my dream, I am not morphed into a bird, or a fairy, but just me. An ordinary woman who can walk down the street, run a few steps and take off like an A380 Airbus. It is a very handy sub-conscious skill to have. I take myself on all sorts of adventures.
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