Someone should write a horror story about this.
At dinner on Sunday or Monday, my mom announced that we would be getting "fifteen inches!" of snow Tuesday night. She then amended that statement with "It's still a few days off, so we might only get five." I wrote this off as typical Mother Madness, a syndrome that occurs after a long day of unappreciated work in which mothers will stretch the truth in order to get a reaction from her family.
We had Monday off for a "teacher work day" or something. Actually I think the teachers had it off too, so I don't know why it was off, other than the semester just ended and so we felt like having a four day weekend.
But wait a second, there's a school in my district who does trimesters instead of semesters, and THEY got the day off too, so now I REALLY don't know why—
There was a point to this post, I promise.
Anyway, we had Monday off.
In Science on Tuesday, my teacher, Liz, explained that we might not have school on Wednesday, and so we would shift our schedule accordingly.
EXPLANATION TIME:
The weekly schedule at my school looks like this:
Monday/Wednesday:
Hours 1, 3, 5, 7
(We'll call this "A"
Tuesday/Thursday:
Hours 2, 4, 6, 8
We'll call this "B"
Friday:
1-8
We'll call this "AB"
If we miss a Monday or Wednesday, we have to amend that schedule to make sure we meet with all of our classes evenly.
We missed an A this week (Monday), so in order to make the classes even, we had to turn AB into just A. The week would look like B, A, B, A.
Our teacher explained that if we also missed Wednesday (A) due to snow, we would have to change Friday back to AB, so that the week wend B, A, AB.
She then said that we could very well miss Wednesday and Thursday, in which case Friday would be A again, and the week would go B, A.
That was the first we heard of the possibility of a snow day.
Then, at the end of the day, my forum leader, Ken—
EXPLANATION TIME:
My school is pretty weird. We call our teachers by their first names, there's no "bell" announcing class periods, and lunch time is "open campus". We also have something called "Forum", (hour 8) which is like "Homeroom", I guess, only it's the same class all four years (unless you opt. to switch forums) and it's at the end of every Tuesday and Thursday. It's not a real class, but we get a "grade" for it. Mostly we just sit around and talk about our feelings for an hour and a half.
—asked us all what we were planning on doing for the snow day. We went around in a circle and shared our plans.
After forum, we were all pretty confident that we would not have school on Wednesday.
We were supposed to be in rehearsal until 6. There was a blizzard warning set to take effect at 7pm. By law, we're not allowed to be at school less than fifteen minutes before a storm warning takes effect. I think the storm warning moved, because rehearsal was changed to get out at 5, but then the warning moved again to 5pm, so we had to get out at 4:45.
On the drive home, my dad said that he heard about a woman on the radio on Monday who waited three hours in line for gas. The radio announcer also talked about shelves in super markets being bare, and he mentioned a woman with her cart stocked full of frozen pizza. Like, a frozen pizza mountain.
Some people are just crazy.
I mean, this is Michigan, people! You act as if you've never seen snow before!
Well, at about 9pm last night, we got a call from the district saying that school would in fact be closed today.
I woke up at about 9:30 today and came downstairs. There's about 8 or 9 inches of new snow, on top of the 2 or 3 we had already. It's pretty neat. You could hide two dead bodies, stacked on top of each other, in the drifts on my deck. It's nice.
Still no word on what's going to happen tomorrow. I'll keep you guys (all five of you) posted, though!
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