When I was but in middle school I had a very interesting dream that I remember to this day. I was in san francisco staring at the golden gate bridge and the mountains behind it. Geese flew out of the sky, flipped so that they were flying upside down, dipped their backs in the water, and flew away again. It was an interesting sight, and I believe Helen Kunda was there. Suddenly, however, I found myself in a troupe of climbers on the very mountains that had been behind the great bridge. We had to pass through a log cabin in order to get up to the next point on the mountain, and I was last in line. When everyone had gone up the steps a large polar bear jumped out at me (they live on mountains, you know) and bit into my forearm. Panicking, I grabbed the remote control off the table (I remember specifically that it was the controller for the old Zenith in my basement), and stabbed the polar bear in the neck. It released me and growled in pain, and I ran away.

This was for art class, though I don't remember if it was a homework or a specific assignment or a free credit or what. I think it was a homework... Oh, yeah, and I think the assignment was to draw a dream you had, actually.