Things I Know 12 of 365: Snow Days are different than I thought they’d be

Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!

– Sammy Cahn

Winter can be an unpleasant experience.

What begins as the clockwork schedule of my morning routine in the fall turns to waking with only minutes to spare in the winter.

Simple things such as taking the dog for a walk, grabbing a piece of fruit as I head out the door, letting the French press have full 4 minutes to seep – these must be forsaken in the winter.

Why, then, was I fully awake and ready this morning at 3:45?

Why was I checking my e-mail and hitting Chrome’s refresh button as though I was expecting the news of one of the finest lessons I’ve ever had the privilege to teach?

Snow day.

Somewhere around 3 inches had accumulated overnight.

Word had it the decision to declare a snow day was made between 4 and 5 a.m.

I didn’t set an alarm or anything. My body knew.

There was no news at 3:45, 4, 4:14, 4: 37 or 4:53.

After that, my memory is a little hazy.

Then, at 6:30, my alarm went off. Then, I hit snooze. Then, I hit snooze. Then, I hit snooze.

Then I forced myself from bed.

Then, the news came.

And the peasants rejoiced.

When I was younger, I imagined my teachers had a party on Snow Days. They met a Chuck E. Cheese’s or Ground Round wearing party hats and blowing noisemakers. Tears for Fears was playing.

It turns out Snow Days (and yes, they’re capitalized) are cause for celebration, but not parties on the part of teachers.

The uniform was my pajamas and my ratty robe which I’m conditioning for when I’m an old man needing to yell at kids to get off my yard.

Instead of Chuck E. Cheese, I was in my living room. Instead of hats and noisemakers I had essays galore to grade.

Ke$ha was playing.

Snow Days as a teacher are not what I pictured when I was younger.

And sure, getting up will be more difficult again tomorrow.

Today, though, was a Snow Day.

3 thoughts on “Things I Know 12 of 365: Snow Days are different than I thought they’d be

  1. Great post Mr. Chase! When I was younger I imagined my teachers building forts more amazing then the ones my friends and I built on snow days. Now my snow days are spent making memories with my own children. Thanks for you post and the good laugh about your robe conditioning!

  2. I kind of thought you were going the direction that I did which included the refreshing before 5, the going back to bed, the re-checking at a sane hour, and the discovery that it was NOT a snow day. That's the way it usually happens in Upstate NY.

  3. Oh, the Ground Round, where your parents paid mere cents per pound of your weight, there was free popcorn and sundays served in batting helmets. <3

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