Snow days. They are a wintery par for the course when you teach in New England. Some years we have many of them, forcing the school year to last until what feels like the 4th of July. Other years, we don’t have any at all. Recently, with a storm brewing and moving towards the east coast, and it was a no-brainer for districts to cancel school during the afternoon of the day before the storm was to move in. My head and heart were filled with a whole range of emotions — joy, glee, dread, stress. We just happened to be ending our day with Writer’s Workshop, so I joined my Kindergarten students in a bit of writing. Here’s what was on my mind that afternoon.
I want one,
But I don’t.
Books and warm blankets invite me to linger longer,
Yet summer’s warmth and seemingly endless days beckon me, too.
A winter’s day to rest, relax, and rejuvenate,
Only to return to curriculum, assessments, and paperwork piling up as fast as the snow.
— Christie Wyman, 2017
P.S. We had the snow day, the hot chocolate was delicious, and it was truly a gift!