Here in the midwest we describe the size of hail with sport ball terms...golf ball size hail, softball size hail. Well, today we have had golf ball size snow flakes. Or close to it. What was predicted to be one inch of snow is now up to four. All day the fat flakes have been coming down.
I was not in my classroom today because I attended a science professional development day. It was a good session made even better by the chance to catch up with some teacher friends. Others I have taught along side, some who taught my children, those I have got to know from meetings.
I've noticed that when teachers get together, watch out. Those who speak all day just seem to have it in their system to communicate and we don't always turn it off. Could it be the fact we are somewhat isolated during most days? I am usually holding a conversation with nine and ten-year-olds, so a chance at adult discourse is valuable.
At lunch today the snow was coming down, but did that keep us in? Did we dash to a near by fast food spot? Heavens no! When teachers get the chance for grown-up food served on real plates we will drive through any awful weather. Give us a chance for adult conversation alongside other adult diners and we are there.
Like the old post office saying, "Neither rain, nor snow, nor any inclement weather will keep us from the chance to dine in a restaurant with grown ups. Tomorrow it will be a different story.