It is a snow day! Maybe this is nothing for you to note or write about, but here it is all about enjoying the wonder of the experience. As a child, it meant usually we had the day off from school, and we did not mind making it up in June, because a snow day was just so rare it was wonder full.
Not until my siblings took skiing lessons up the mountain did we have snowsuits, rather we just layered up and pulled on rain boots, mittens and hats. When we were so wet and frozen we could not hang out for one more minute, we came inside for warm cups of hot chocolate and often a toasty bath. If we lost power, then the fireplace was called into service and we played marathon rounds of board games in the flickering light.
The city often set aside streets for sledding, because everyone just stopped and enjoyed the experience.
And then the rain would come warm and wash it away and life would return to regular routines.
I probably had 10 Snow Days during my years in the public school system. (I spent my last two years of schooling in Cleveland, Ohio – no snow days there) My youngest child celebrates her birthday in February and she had 9 birthdays of snow days during her progress. One year my children were off from school for 18 days over the course of winter and they had to be made up in June.
One of my children lives in California now, and she is wishing that she was home for this Snow Day. Yes she loves to cross country ski and build snow folk in the yard, but I think it is also that sense of wonder and just raw joy that comes from deep inside. That rush to not waste a moment of this experience and feel it soak in right up to the knees.
There is something different this year. They can tell us that tomorrow will be the worst day of this storm. There are so many children who go to the mountains skiing every weekend, that snow at home is not so novel an experience. The city is not blocking off streets for sledding but rather borrowing street cleaning equipment so that there will not be disruption because of the weather. No snow folks have emerged on my walk. And I do not hear the sound of children enjoying and calling out, “look at this! Watch me!”
The school buses are not running, so I am fairly sure that the schools are closed. We still have power so I think the TV and computer are still available.
The new kind of quiet is actually eerie. Solemn. Poignant.
I am curious as to whether or not now “they” will attempt to develop a pill or programming to recreate that inner joy and wonder of a Snow Day?
“Be aware of wonder.
Live a balanced life
–learn some and think some
– and draw and paint and sing and dance
- and play and work every day some.”
ZIP still has the feeling and he comes in a shiny, happy puppy covered in snowballs and barking with glee.
How do you conjure up that feeling from deep inside? How do you think folks find it today? Do you think some folks do not know what they are missing?
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