The Snowy Day
"Okay, everyone turn around and look out the window!"
The kids turn, in unison. Eyes widen, whispering, grins.
"Will there be lots of snow when school gets out?"
"Well, right now it's not collecting. The air is probably colder up here near the sixth floor, but it must get warmer near the ground, since the snow is melting, not sticking. But you never know what might happen by this afternoon!"
"Are we going out for recess today?"
"Um, I don't think so. Okay, everyone, you have exactly one more minute to be really, really excited about the snow, and then you have to turn back around and concentrate on Science again! Look, it's snowing! Yay! Snow!"
But by sixth period Friday, all I really wanted to do was look out the window.
This is why I need at least a little winter every year. This is why all those cold snowless winters felt so barren and joyless. This is why a white Christmas is the best kind of Christmas.
The kids turn, in unison. Eyes widen, whispering, grins.
"Will there be lots of snow when school gets out?"
"Well, right now it's not collecting. The air is probably colder up here near the sixth floor, but it must get warmer near the ground, since the snow is melting, not sticking. But you never know what might happen by this afternoon!"
"Are we going out for recess today?"
"Um, I don't think so. Okay, everyone, you have exactly one more minute to be really, really excited about the snow, and then you have to turn back around and concentrate on Science again! Look, it's snowing! Yay! Snow!"
But by sixth period Friday, all I really wanted to do was look out the window.
This is why I need at least a little winter every year. This is why all those cold snowless winters felt so barren and joyless. This is why a white Christmas is the best kind of Christmas.
posted by ms. v. at 6:16 PM
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