snow day!
last night it snowed so much that school today has been cancelled. there was a rumour going around yesterday that this might happen and there was much checking of the bbc weather website during the day. to be sure, i did a little snow dance around the living room before bed and was rewarded by waking up at 6:30 to at least 4 inches of snow and it was still falling!
joy! of course there was the anxious wait by the radio to confirm that great baddow would indeed be closing. apparently the headmaster is a notorious spoilsport when it comes to snow days and has only closed the school once in seventeen years! i am glad i could be here for the second time...
of course i rugged up and then roped the kids of stapleford close into a spot of snowman making. 14 year old ashley (who is also one of my excellent history students) and i produced this monstrosity:
later i enlisted 6 year old callum to help me with this one:
though more modest in stature i feel that callum better understood the shape required of snowmen than ashley. i also like his whimsical use of sticks as hair and berries as eyes.
snow is lovely!
joy! of course there was the anxious wait by the radio to confirm that great baddow would indeed be closing. apparently the headmaster is a notorious spoilsport when it comes to snow days and has only closed the school once in seventeen years! i am glad i could be here for the second time...
of course i rugged up and then roped the kids of stapleford close into a spot of snowman making. 14 year old ashley (who is also one of my excellent history students) and i produced this monstrosity:


snow is lovely!

3 Comments:
small wonder the kids were copmplaing the day before about being outside... only the English would think of running about outside in PE kits when it is cold enough to snow... great snowpersons
R
Yahoo! I got my snowman!
I wouldn't mind a bit of snow here right now. It's been extremely hot lately...
In better news, I have some very exciting birthday presents headed your way poppet xoxo
I love a good snowman. The first time I made one was immediately following a small car incident, not an accident, involving the car I had borrowed sliding slowly and gracefully across an icy road on the side of Mount Wellington in Hobart. Upon finding ourselves perfectly well, and most importantly stationary, we clambered out of the car and made a snow man. It wasn't until we had finished, and called him George, that I thought to get snarky with the dick who had loaned me his car *knowing I would be driving in snow* without telling me it had bald tyres. And even then I was quite calm.
Perhaps the Arabs and Israeli's should build a snow man together to promote peace in the region?
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