Snow day= Fun day

Or at least that is what I would have been saying today if I wasn't trying to think of what to do with the 8 kids that made it to school in my 1st hour class while the rest of the metro area was congratulating themselves on having a snow (fun) day.

I was full of nasty words for my school district, especially after I spent an hour driving the 8 miles from my home to get 1 mile from school and have a cop re-route me back in the direction of home so that he could solve the congestion problem on the bridge. I watched him let the school buses full of my students go forth, while he forced me back on to the grid-locked freeway going east. When I rolled down my window to tell him I was a teacher of the kids in the bus he just let by, he yelled at me, "I don't care who the hell you are- get going". Once going east I was tempted to keep driving home, but instead perservered and made it to school only to get to sub for many other teachers that didn't make it in.

No Snow Day= %#&%$@ Day.