I'm glad he isn't a teacher for many reasons, but one of the main reasons why I'm glad he doesn't teach is because he reminds me how lucky I am to live in the "teacher bubble." You know, the bubble where we get three months off in the summer, two weeks at Christmas, and, of course, here in the Midwest, the coveted snow day.
Today we were supposed to have a teacher work day, but last night a storm moved in bringing us the glorious white stuff that allows us to have just one more day of relaxation before reality hits and the work begins. I was giddy at the thought of it (as I always am) because snow days are the one aspect of my life that I can't plan for. I never know if we will truly have one, and when I get an unexpected day off it leaves me an entire day to do whatever I want!
I think it's important as teachers that we remember how lucky we are to work in a profession that has unexpected paid time off like snow days. It's easy for us to forget what life was like before teaching, when you'd have to scrape off your car before heading out in the winter madness. When I get stressed about teaching, sometimes I think to how my husband gets two (well, this year three) TOTAL weeks of vacation a year and no snow days. And then I think to myself, "Yeah, Common Core isn't so stressful after all."
Rejoice teacher friends, and enjoy those snow days.