Crazy Xmas Dream

So I had a dream this morning...very odd.

I was going on a field trip on a school bus, basically this time of year, and the black man driving the bus started to address us; it built ultimately into a failed attempt at a sermon on the "real meaning of Christmas."

I remember a particularly odd comment about "making a/the Jew do all the work" or "putting it all on the Jew" or something, talking in a seemingly blashphemus way about the Jesus that the Christian ripoff holiday supposedly is about.

The jerk then actually tried to lead us in prayer! Everyone but me bowed their heads and closed their eyes in compliance, except me. I lowered my head a very slight amount, and peered/glared up and him, daring him to notice...and he did. We locked eyes for a moment, and he seemed to challenge me with his stare. I simply shook him off and mouthed a simple but emphatic no.

Towards the end of the dream most people were getting irritated with him, and he was getting irritated that we weren't as spirited as he would have liked. He issued almost a challenge in his statement/question: either "You call yourselves Christians?" or more likely "Ya'll are all Christians, right?"

To my surprise, there was a quiet murmur that built against that statement, a few voices discernable. Mine was loud and distinct as I emphatically announced "No, I'm a Wiccan!"

I pondered what I had just said and strove verbally to correct it, by repeating that "I'm not a Wiccan; I'm [just a] Pagan." But it took some of the fire out of my argument and I gradually got quieter. That's all I remember.

Odd dream. Must have been set in HS, because I decided to report the guy from the beginning for trying to preach on a public school bus. (May have been inspired by the Raider bus driver I wanted to report for airing a sermon on the bus.)

And why in the world did I say I was a Wiccan?