According to this blog, all through 2016 I was to experience the same series of dreams - which were really memories - over and over and over again! Well, I have no memory of them now!
And like last time, dreams are memories - reality floating through what is left of my mine. This time around, it is 1967 and seventh grade I seem to be lock in! Really? Seventh grade of all of the memories to now be stuck with! Good Loird, not the best of memories ...
Awkward. Yeah, that would be the word.
I was to be moved from my Zweibruchen Canadian school to a NATO school in Ramstein. Why? Because mother was blowing a gasket and father wanted to move her to an English speaking environment by relocating us to the NATO base housing in Ramstein. So German boy uprooted again, stuffed back into a foreign culture again and unfortunately I could not even write in English!
So, forget making new freiends.
Forget passing classes, except math and multiple choice history questions!
And begin the process of learning all about injustice and inequality.
Yeah, my new memory set is now set to 1967 and memories no one should have to have suffered through, much less be stuck with .....
Thank God 1967 was a year of some great music!
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