tallie with a slight dusting of snow and a look that is full of sadness and a desire to be in the warmth
Strange day today. The snow was coming down lightly as I left the house but not lying on the ground, just wet. On the radio they dropped in little nuggets of snow news; roads problematic, be careful. My ears picked up a little about heavy snow in Glengormley. I looked out the window to see Glengormley relatively snow free, just a little frosting. But Glengormley always looks like this all year round in its arctic micro climate. On the M2, still very little snow, I hear the radio mention the dangerous conditions in Belfast. I was confused. Until I got right into the middle of the city. Snow. The traffic began to slow at 8.00 am, just before it all ground to a halt.
we few begin the day and man the phones
In school I sat in the office as all staff manned the phones; “are you open?”, “I can’t get in”, ” I am stuck in traffic”. We are open, we will be here.
I spent the morning roaming the playground and pitches as I got more and more soggy. My shoes were holding back the water a little better than they used to as I had wax polished them only a few days prior. Foresight? Too bad I didn’t have the foresight to bring a hat to school.
The entire pupil population gathered in the hall for a very long assembly. Normally they would not all fit but mysteriously not all were present.
Still I wandered the grounds herding them in. “No playing in the snow!” This is a harsh line to take but it ensured they would not get soaking wet and feel cold all day. They pleaded with me but I reassured them, “School is not about having fun. School is about learning, and today’s lesson is that life is not fair.” A little voice in my head shaped like a snowman kept screaming; “let them play, throw snowballs.” I kept it silent to the world and remained in teacher mode. ***sigh***
returning to the snowless home the sun crawls away
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One last thing. Apparently we should not worry about the lovely Sharon freezing tonight. She has just returned from a run and tells me that she just got gritted.
February 6, 2009 at 2:38 pm
Exfoliation whilst running – is that a new kind of beauty treatment?