Though the forecast had predicted as much, when we woke up to a white blanket of snow today, the quiet-before-the-snowball-fight energy was palpable. My kids, clad in their warmest feet-y pajamas, scurried to the window and tried to guess depth. (Six feet? 20 feet? It’s possible we need to work on measuring…) There were pleas for pancakes, frantic searches through closets for snow boots and wool socks that inexplicably fit all members of our family. We needed to call Zach around the corner to see what his plans were! We needed to locate the long underwear. We needed to get to the “good” hill before the bigger kids tramped it down to a slick mess of icy patches and grassy tufts.
But then we remembered. First…we had to Zoom.
See, our school in Brooklyn, like many in the country, has put an end to snow days in 2021 (and possibly forever), citing a crippling student achievement gap and the increased ease of remote education. Thus, instead of calling the whole day off, students will simply transition to distance learning, logging into their Google Meets just as they have for so much of this strange, strange year. Said New York City mayor Bill de Blasio of the policy, "I’m kind of sad for the kids on the one hand. On the other hand, we’ve got learning that needs to be done and a lot of catching up, so it’s the right thing to do."
But is it?