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The Glory of a Snow Day!
When the whole world shuts down and all you can do is BE
Growing up in New York, there were three things I found utterly amazing: the accents of people from other places, baseball, and snow days. If you’re from California, Mexico, or Hawaii, you probably know what the first two are all about. But the third? Allow me to explain.
A snow day is an unexpected day off from school granted by a benevolent universe. You go to bed at night, dreading your history test the next day and wake up with three feet of snow outside your window — your mother telling you that school is closed.
Hooray! It’s a snow day!
Somehow, while you slept, the whole world shut down. Everything came to a halt. The only thing you can see out your window is a solitary bird looking for food and the kid next door, arms outstretched, making snow angels. You jump for joy! Yahoo! Hallelujah!
Gone is the need to rush through breakfast. Gone is the need to catch the bus. Gone is the need to perform. All bets are off. Your time is your own. You are free! You look out the window and everything is white. The jagged edges of the world have been softened, curved, and relaxed. Everything is completely still, as if the God you’ve heard so much about in Sunday school has just hit the pause button.
