I always get up around 4:30 to go to the gym before school (a healthy teacher is a happy teacher!!). I checked to see if we had school today. There were no announcements about school being closed. So I went to the gym. After my workout, I checked online from the gym to see if school had been cancelled. This was about 6:00. School was not cancelled.
So I got onto the Interstate, braving snow lions and narrowly missing polar bears that had gotten lost on the highway. It was still pretty dark, so my eyes may have been deceiving me, but I think I saw the Abominable Snowmonster over the treeline, looking cranky and throwing things around. He kept holding his hand to his jaw, so maybe he had a toothache.
Anyway, I made it to school, slid through the ice-covered parking lot and right into my parking space (ok, it's not really mine, but I always park there, and I get mad if another teacher parks there first). I get out of my car and walk toward the school, running into another teacher who asked me if I had heard. I asked her if I heard what. She said that they just cancelled school!
I went in anyway, and there were about a dozen teachers that commute to work that also arrived before we heard that school was cancelled. So we complained and laughed, and then I spent a couple of hours in my room cleaning up some stuff and doing some organizing that I always said was really important to do but never did.
Then I went home.
I never realized it until I was a teacher, but all teachers like snow days as much as or more than students!!
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