I dreamed a dream...

Last night I dreamed a dream
About my Sweet, Innocent, so loving, caring Mother.

In real life She is helping to coach Orion Junior High's volleyball team.
True Story.

My dream last night reflected how her helping to coach is going to go down.
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and in the future how my coaching will go down.
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apparently we are extreme opposites
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Dear Mother,
I dreamt/dreamed (dunno which is correct, both sound very incorrect) about you last night. You were trying to teach the little girls how to bump the ball. You were trying to do a drill. They were not listening. They were misbehaving. They were being little devils.
You tried and tried to tell them (in your soft, sweet, angelic voice) that They needed to pay attention and do this drill.
Mom they were walking all over you.
I showed up to help you.
When I arrived, I was in shock.
These girls needed some to be told in a good stern voice what to do.
So I told you to say, when they messed around and kicked the ball instead of bumping it back to you, that they needed to sprit a lap.
First girl up, she kicked the ball to tim-buct-too.
You told her, "sprit a lap", with a sweet smile on your face.
I'm surprised you didn't say "please" too...
Girl, Pretty much laughed at you.
Next girl up, She Karate Chopped the ball.
You tried again.
Third girl up.
I took over.
She saw it go up, saw it go down, and said, "that was to far for me to move"
I responded in a good stern coaching voice,
"Nothing in a real game is going to come right to you. Now get your butt moving around this gym in 3 seconds or you'll be running 3 more times!"
Not only did that girl run, but the first 2 did as well.
No one messed around anymore.
dear mom...
That's how it's done.
Love Daughter.
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Mom is going to need to learn how to not be so nice,
and I might have to learn how to be a little nicer.
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I am my Fathers Daughter.
!Happy Coaching!

p.s. Little Sister made the team too
:)