When I was a child, I remember lying in bed, watching the amber lights of the snow plow flash on my ceiling and thinking, "Please, please, snow enough so I can stay home."
When the announcement came, my sister and I whooped with joy. We would be able to play all day. We would not have to sit through boring classes.
Ah, the simple joys of childhood.
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Nine days
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