Perhaps the lesson is being that we are not so important, not so essential, as we thought. The hectic world of appointments and chores has paused for a moment, and children are sledding instead. You could curse the fates for postponing that important project, or like one mother I enjoyed meeting during the storm, you could make warm cookies to take to the snow-covered adventurers.
The physics test I had scheduled for my students will not happen as planned, but I am being grateful for the reminder that we are human beings first, creating sculptures and snowmen for making memories, and there will be time enough for learning the intricacies of projectiles and snowballs later. Miss Newton-John was singing it rightly...
It feels like heaven's reaching down
To tell us here on earth we're not alone
As the rooftops glisten
And your cheeks turn to rose
We will lie in wonder making angels in the snow
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