Beautiful Picked Notes

The dream begins at an elementary school on an island. The island reminds me very heavily of the island Everon in "Operation: Flashpoint". There's a small school building and a large shack next to it. I remember the shack catching fire and then me and a friend of mine running outside. In the skies, suddenly an airplane breaks apart, showering pieces over the island and eventually exploding like fireworks.
I then remember being at home, watching news. They say that alien invaders were trying to defect all of our earthly defenses. After that, I recall a short sequence at my actual school with me carrying a backpack around. Not much. I then get back home to see a flying saucer landing in our yard. It's about 50 feet wide, shaped as an octagon and really flat. As it opens, I'm too afraid to look at the aliens that emerge, so I instead turn to call our nation's equivalent of 911. It takes me a bunch of tries because first I don't recall it correctly, then I can't type it correctly. When I finally manage to call it, the operator on the other end is seriously bored with hearing what I say, so he hangs up. I try calling a few more times before I leave the phone to stop my sister from going outside. As I do, the UFO lifts off after I catch a glimpse of it's passengers: It was a humanoid, just very short and really wide and heavy. The UFO looks a lot smaller as it lifts off than when it landed. Upon leaving, other saucers join it in the air. One of then drops a small box with a parachute on it, Worms-style.
The whole dream now takes a twist, because as the box is recovered, it contains plans for the spaceships and pictures of two men from (I believe it was) Texas working on them, with a confession that it was nothing but a hoax.
Nevertheless, I never got an answer on that burning school and the crashing airplanes.

The school came back to me later, when I had a dream of my current self, at 19 years of age, being forced to repeat the second grade of elementary school because when I did it the first time, I didn't score enough points. I sat in class and always just had my old documents from back then filled all out. My classmates made a whole lot of fun of me. Our teacher was actually my old elementary school teacher, the classrooms looked different though. We had to switch to a different village's schoolhouse a couple of times and I was driven around by an old lady whom I know from a retirement home. There was a very dense forest between the two villages, blocked with a fence that we could just pass through.