Today's Post almost skidded out of control. We had inane teacher inservices on the brain. And snow.On a good day, driving DC's Beltway, that 66-mile, 8-lane ribbon of asphalt that hugs the District & its Inner Suburbs like your grandma's out-of-date girdle, is a pretty dicey proposition. Mrs. Scribe negotiates 10 miles of this fume-infested Heaven~each way~every day. A pretty sight it's not.
Mrs. Scribe was up & at 'em again yesterday morning. Only this time making the drive in the first tentative bursts of this area's first major storm of the year. Let's just say that visions of tractor trailers were dancing in her head!
The 2, 416 Cherubs who attend Our Humble High School were all fast asleep. To commemorate the end of the semester, the teachers had what is known in the profession as a work day. No kids. Only crap.
As the English Department Chair remarked~twice~to a gathered throng at the first of many planned (dare we say "moronic"?) meetings, "If the kids had to be here, nobody would be here." In other words, if the District had had to haul its fleet of buses out in weather such as this, Superintendent Man would have cancelled school altogether.
So Mrs. Scribe fumed a little. Slung a choice selection of not-so-savory slang around. But things brightened up when Superintendent Man~apparently~saw the error of his ways.
About halfway thru our second stellar session, the PA crackled to life.
"Attention, teachers. The snow seems to be increasing. All sessions will end at noon today." And then a sympathetic Assistant Principal~who commutes 60 miles each way, each day from Fredericksburg~passed the word that we could go when we pleased.
Mrs. Scribe was pleased to vacate her duties immediately, if not sooner. Just like Elvis, she Left The Building.
Much ice and other scary substances have made this a.m.'s commute an impossibility. All is right with the world.
10 comments:
I hate teacher work days. At our, they PD us exactly the opposite of what we are supposed to do in the classroom. Endless powerpoint lectures.
Well at least they wised up enough to let you go home.....
The running joke at my school while growing up was that the Super wintered in Florida and so, not seeing snow out his window....wouldnt cancel school. The only way we got out of it was if the buses frozen up and couldnt be used.
Glad you got to go home.
We got some snow finally....its not too bad...but people drive like idiots so that's the problem.
I have never understood teacher "work" days. They never let your work. They "meet" you death.
It's good to go home.
yea for snow days!! that happened to us right before Christmas, several teachers were in traffic over an hour and a half before they decided to cancel school HALF AN HOUR before start time.
I am glad that you made it home safely in that weather.
could you please stop by my place, I think I have your sunday waiting for you :)
p.s. glad you made it home( that should have been first!)
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