Snow day.

There are many perks about being teaching in NYC. City kids are totally cool and hip. The students are savvy and worldly, and seem to know just a little bit more than I did as a kid living in suburban youth. There are so many amazing places to take field trips to... the possibilities are really just endless. However, all of these perks go out the window on days that it snows.
I feel sorry for my students (and for fellow NYC teachers) that we will never experience the joy of a snow day. We will never get that much anticipated phone call that tells us that we can shut our eyes, roll over and retreat back to the land of sleep. Instead, we look outside, knowing how miserable our commutes to school will be, trudging in slop and slush. Sigh...in the land of suburbia, they have snow days...wonderful, perfect, amazing snow days.

Instead, here we are in school...while our students longingly gaze out the window, wishing to play outside...and we (the teachers) longingly gaze out the window, wishing we were warm in our beds. Damn you public transportation for making it so freaking easy to get everywhere.