Snow Days
When I was in school, a snow day was so exciting! I can remember all of the night before traditions: wearing pajamas inside out, putting a spoon face down under my pillow, and flushing ice down the toilet. My brother and I made up a snow dance and went to bed, but not to sleep. Of course, when you are a kid and expecting a snow day, you end up waking up very early to watch the news. Is our school closed? Amherst County, Appomattox County, Bedford County, Botetort County, Buckingham County (good grief, how many counties are there before L?), Campbell County, Lynchburg City Schools – YES!!!!! Cue the snow dance again!
Well, now I’m a graduate student, with a practicum site. Not only that, but my practicum site happens to be a public school. Snow days mean an entirely different thing to me now. My household still participates in the night before traditions, and they are all pretty much the same. But those who participate now are my children. I, on the other hand, am thinking warm, happy thoughts. I have things to do, assignments to finish, deadlines to meet. Snow days are NOT FUN anymore! I try to tell myself that everyone is in the same boat, and that none of us can get work done if we are not able to go to our sites. I try to relax and enjoy the time with my children. I feel a twinge of anxiety knowing that I should be doing something.
Oh well, guess it’s time to play some more hallway NERF basketball…
