Last night I had the strangest dream. I dreamed I was the teacher of the worlds most perfect classroom. Not just the classroom but the students, their parents, and the rest of the faculty and staff were perfect.

The class room was huge, with lots of windows for natural light but they had special screens on them that could be used for blacking out the room when need be. One entire wall was it's own library with every book imaginable for fifth graders. Next to the classroom library was several different reading nooks for the students to use. One was a padded bench seat in the window, with throw pillows and blankets. Another nook was full of been bag chairs. There were also areas with rocking chairs, banana chairs, a couch and even a tree house. The class room was full of colors on the walls, ceiling and floor but not in a distracting way. The walls were also coverd in posters with motivational sayings on them.

On another wall was enough computers for each student to use. They were the newest computers with the latest software and new updates were automatically downloaded. The room was equipped with all of the latest technology.

Each student had their own desk and books. This gave them a sense of owner ship, allowed them some personal space and a sence of pride in takeing care of their own belongings. Because of the size of the room the desks could be arranged any way feasible for what needed to be taught and special projects.

The classroom had a pet turtle. This helped teach the students about responsibility as they took care of the class pet throughout the year. Just outside the classroom door was a garden that we used for every thing from teaching work ethiscs and responsibility, to observations and experiments in the sciences and health.

The teacher, me, was very knowledgeable in all areas of core content and enjoyed continuing to learn about new topics. She was always friendly and had a true passion for teaching and adored all of her students. She used theory and practicum when she taught. She took the students on a lot of field trips and gave them plenty of opportunities to practise what they learned.

All of the teachers, faculty and staff worked together sharing ideas and resources so that the students could have the best education experience possible and the teachers could have the best teaching experience possible. The school had unlimited funds so the teachers were never in need or want. As new teaching tools came out or if an idea for a new class project popped into my head I immediately had all the supplies I needed.

The school not only had strong math, science and language departments but it also had strong arts, and physical education programs, thus supporting Howard Gardner's theory of multiple intelligences.

The students were absolutely amazing. Everyone was always on time, courteous, respectful and eager to learn. They all got along well with their pierce and authority figures. The parents all came to parent teacher conferences, helped out in the classroom, on field trips and with class parties and if by some strange chance their child was out of line ,they supported the teacher.

It was hard to wake up from this dream. But I know as a teacher in the real world, I may not be able to have most of these things but the one thing I can have is I can be the best possible teacher I can. I can continue to learn and grow as a person, take continuing education class, seek higher degrees of learning and share my love of learning and life with my students.