Slice of Life Tuesday is hosted by Two Writing Teachers
When the phone rang at 5:15 this morning, I knew that it was most likely related to the approaching winter storm.
Early dismissal, today!
I could almost hear the shouts of joy all the way from the town in which I teach to the town in which I live – my kiddos would be beginning their days with a smile, a huge “hooray for half day” smile. A smile that may even last until they arrived at my classroom door, and possibly even include the moments when they sat in their seats.
I was not wrong.
J. was the first to come hurtling through my door. On a regular, first day of the week day, he slouches in – droopy eyed, saggy shoulders, the “here’s another week of school” look of resignation. Not today though. Today he was bright-eyed and full of enthusiasm – for snow, for a half day, and for the possibility of another snow day tomorrow. He was practically skipping as he came in.
One by one, his classmates skipped in as well. “Half day, Mrs. Smith!” each of them announced, as though they had to repeat it just to believe it was really happening – their dreams were coming true! “We may have a snow day tomorrow, too!” they gleefully announced – new dreams to hope will come through.
All morning, their attention was focused on the windows – has it started yet?
All morning, their eyes sparkled with anticipation – we can hardly wait!
When, at last, the bell rang signaling the end of morning block (an hour and a half jammed into 45 minutes) , they sprang to their seats and sang their goodbyes: “Have fun Mrs. Smith!” “We’ll see you on Thursday!” “Woo hoo – half the day is done already!!”
In the silence that follows, the classroom reverberates with the good spirits of my kiddos – their exuberant celebration of SNOW DAY!!