A Huge Lover of Snow Days
I’m a bad teacher, I totally admit that. Why? Because I am a huge lover of snow days. I don’t care about making days up later in the year. I really don’t. There is something simply wonderful when that phone call or text comes in or the message flashes across the bottom of the television. I don’t know why, but when there is a snow day, I love to sleep in. I can’t manage to do it on the weekends, but on a snow day, I can snuggle back under those covers and go back to sleep.
I think snow days are God’s way of realizing that teachers need extra time off during the winter. We get to school before light, we go home after dark and we’re cooped up inside with cranky kids all day long. The only real drawback to snow days in my school district is for our para-educators. We have five built in snow days in the school calendar, and they only get paid for two. I always feel bad when I hear about the possibility of a snow storm because while I’m praying for the snow day, they’re praying it doesn’t happen so they can get paid.
So sure, maybe we’ll have to go a few extra days this spring, but I’m okay with that, because today, I got a snow day.