One of the most magical things about being a teacher is that there are still Snow Days. (Yes, I capitalize Snow Day because it holds the same significance as a holiday.) What a wonderful feeling to get a text and find that school is cancelled. And that you can sleep in until 8 the next morning. I know, 8 sounds a little early to be considered sleeping in, but did you miss what my job is? I haven't slept past 8 since...well, New Year's.
Anyway, if we have to be surrounded by five inches of snow, I can think of no better way to enjoy it than in the comfort of my house!
1 comment:
haha, i remember those days...
but i don't so much remember new years!
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