Here in the south, a teeny bit of snow can throw a wrench into things. It’s not that we’re wimps or that our blood is thinner than Minnesotans—well, honestly, I can’t verify either of those things. What comes to my mind are words like inexperienced and unprepared. And really, when Mother Nature decides to shake her bag of flakes, there’s really no stopping her! My mittens are off to the educators and school bus drivers who spent last night making sure students stranded at school were safe and well cared for. Actions such as these inspire me to proclaim my teacher pride from the tip-top of a snowy knoll! (You must understand, it’s fairly flat around here.) How about you?