I better be perfectly honest. The students are not yet back at school. The administrators have been on campus for one week, the new teachers for one day short of one week, and the returning teachers for one day. The students arrive on Monday……. the school is almost set up – ALMOST – and there is a host of paperwork that must be completed and sent out sometime in the next three days. The school year is about to begin.
Don’t get me wrong – I love the beginning of the year. I love the excitement of seeing the students come back from summer break. I love hearing about all of their adventures, often from places around the globe. I love the little arms of our preschoolers around my knees as they hug me and tell me they miss me. I love speaking with the parents – and that distinct look of relief and gratitude they have on their faces…. that look that says, “Thank heavens my summer is over and you now get to educate my child during the day!!!” I love all these things – and more. Working with children is a privilege and it comes with MANY perks. I often tell my friends that you cannot have low self-esteem and work with younger children – they are always so happy to see you, so positive and full of affection. When I am having a bad day, the best place to cheer up is in our preschool – the children are wonderful.
Yet, in spite of my intense love of my job, the students and all that I get to do – what am I thinking of??? Yes, it is sadly true, I am thinking of snow days. In my three years at this school site we have had one snow day – last year. I am wondering if we will be blessed to have a snow day two years in a row… I think part of the fun of a snow day is the anticipation leading up to the snow day – wondering if we will be lucky enough to get that gift. I also think part of the excitement is that last-minute notification. You plan to go to work and wake up in the morning to the ground covered in white and a gift of a day when you can build snowmen or read a book and drink hot chocolate while watching the snow fall.
I think this is why I am dreaming of snow days – I have been working non-stop and often 12- 14 hour days. This is completely normal for this time of year, but can be very draining. I am dreaming of snow days because they are those special moments when nature gifts us a gift of allowing us to pause and only live life in the moment, freed from the frenetic realities of deadlines and exterior demands.
Today, 197 days ’til 40, I love my job, but am longing for a snow day….. what do you wish for when you are working hard?