Snow dance

I love my job. I love my kids. I want to make significant gains.

So does it make me a bad person for crossing my everything for a snow day?!?!

Teaching is one of those gigs that you have to love to last in-- let alone do a good job. So I can't help but feel guilty to hope, plead and beg for a snow day. But let's face it-- a job is a job, and I'd rather stay in bed all day reading novels while getting paid!

My fellow teaching friend:

Friend: bad news

Friend: i just saw a snow plow go by my house.

Friend: twice.

Comments

[Bo Yerxa]

Jessica,
I've appreciated your sharing some of your experience on the Rez. When i was likely your age, I spent 7 years working for the Passamaquoddy Tribe on their Indian Township, Maine, reservation. During that time - immediately following federal recognition in a land claims process that open the doors for a dozen Eastern Tribes - I helped set up their health and mental health systems, as well as their adult ed program. Though there long enough to work through romantic illusions, it was a priviledge to do so, and I made life-long friends while learning much about myself.

Keep your Spirits up!

Bo Yerxa
Maine

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