By: Ed Dzitko
There’s snow in the forecast and the definite possibility that school will be closed tomorrow. But we know we have to help the weathermen. Their predictions haven’t been very accurate this winter.
So we put our PJs on inside out. Then we put an orange (thank goodness we had one) in the fridge. And, singing let it snow, let it snow, let it snow, we grabbed spoons, raced to our bedrooms, and put them under our pillows.
As I slid in under my covers, I prayed that I wouldn’t have to take that science test and ruin my straight-A average.