As I sit and write, the teachers in the science department are jamming out, banging their heads to Pink Floyd’s “Brick in the Wall.” Besides the obvious irony — my coworkers practically screamed ‘Teacher, leave those kids alone!’ — those students that have dropped by wrinkle their noses as if they caught us cooking chocolate-covered crickets.
Winter proves a difficult time for school. Too little snow yields a figurative eternity between Christmas and Spring Break, while too much and you may as well cancel your summer holidays. All in all, I’d to stay indoors by the fire with a good book and a pot of tea, a schedule broken only by my writing, gaming, napping, and jogging to the bathroom — all that tea, you know.
Despite all the snowstorms crashing into the Northeast yesterday, Maryland only suffered an ice storm and a single snow day. The county having already spent their snow days was loathe to waste any more, but with frozen limbs fallen across roadways and major power outages, they finally conceded this round to Mother Nature. I of course was overjoyed — as any young teacher in my position — and promptly fell back asleep.
Several hours later, having woken up, Bree and I took a sojourn into the woods to photograph the frozen tundra that was our backyard. Kevin, whose engineering class was scheduled for 11am, borrowed my car and promptly drove it into a tree. Thankfully, only my car was damaged. Unfortunately, my car was damaged.