Gone Are The Days
The picture above is the beginning of a major snow storm in Queens, NY. A Nor’easter. Gail or Kim or some other name. I’m an elementary school principal, private school, in the middle of a pandemic. 2020 man... am I right? Anyway, I closed school for tomorrow. Principal of the Year... I can see me accepting my award. The district we’re in wants us to do remote learning! NYC public schools have already said there will no longer be snow days. When schools close for weather they will shift to remote online learning. My quiet response was, what about that means it’s a snow day. Nothing! We have effectively taken away a piece of childhood. I closed and if I get caught I’ll deal with it. In March we were all closed and transitioned to remote learning. It was needed. It wasn’t liked by students, parents or faculty, but it was needed. It stressed us all out. However, we needed something to try to keep to the routine. But tomorrow we need a break, we need to enjoy. As I made the announcement over the p.a. system I heard a smattering of cheers. As I walked the halls and poked my head into classrooms there were thank yous. I made sure to tell them to go outside and be safe but to enjoy the snow too.
