Every September I have this dream– There are three versions of it. First version: I am in high school, and I’m late for the first day of school, actually several days late, and I don’t know where to go. Second version: I’m in college, and I have missed every day of the term up until finals, and I know I’m gonna flunk! Third version: I’m a teacher, and I have missed the first month of school, and I’m afraid I’m gonna be fired.
Pretty transparent, huh? I taught school (HS) for thirty years.
C.S. Lewis apparently knew how to stir up controversy even at this late date. SUCCESS AT LAST!!