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Never mind, Winter Came

Well that turned around fast.

Just four weeks ago, I wrote about Baltimore’s untimely Spring; the 72 degree February days and disturbing lack of frost.

Today, I write about my very first snow day.

(Note; I’m actually writing this about a week after the fact, but lets not get caught up in details.)

Look Mom, snow!

                Look Mom, snow!

The rumors began swirling over the weekend, the last before Spring break – “did you hear about the storm that’s coming in?” – and by Monday afternoon, campus was abuzz with anticipation. The suspense didn’t last for too long, as the snow began falling later that night. Students flocked outdoors to frolic in the softly drifting snowflakes. My friends made snow angels and snowmen, threw snowballs, and wrestled in the soft powder.

Me? I stayed inside studying for Arabic until two AM.

The next morning, I awoke to the single greatest text a student could ever receive, “JHU: No daytime classes. Evening class decision later. Req’d attendance/clinical employees report. Otherwise JHU closed. More: jhu.edu/410-516-7781.”

Now, I’m not sure what that link leads to, or to be honest, what most of the text means, because at 8:20 AM on that lovely and cold Tuesday morning of March 14th, the only words my eyes registered were “No daytime classes”, and then I immediately fell back asleep.

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   Shriver Quad and snow mix well

When I awoke two hours later, the gravity of the situation hit me. It was my first snow day! Growing up in Los Angeles, the only snow days I ever had involved my elementary school trucking in a snow machine to spread shredded-ice in a parking lot for me and my classmates to play in for the fifteen minutes before it turned into a slippery, rock-solid block of ice (I wish I was making this up, but this really happened, annually). But here, right outside my window, was the real-deal. Snow! On a school day! As I got out of bed, my fingers were practically trembling; I couldn’t wait to stay inside and do slightly more schoolwork than I would on a regular day.

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    At least this guy was having fun

Cynicism aside, the snow-day actually proved to be a lovely alternative to the standard Hopkins flow. Students lightheartedly mulled about the quads, horsing around in the snow and taking pictures in various snow-related poses. By noon, campus was dotted with countless snowmen, snow-women, and snow-children – and some were actually really darn good. The Beach too saw its fair share of action, and became a prime location for sledding and snowball-fights (and snowball fights on sleds). All of the playfulness led to a uniquely relaxed mood that permeated throughout campus, which even managed to penetrate the hallowed confines of Brody Learning Commons. As I sat among the hustle and bustle of M-level, I felt an unexpected calm. Sure, I had an Arabic exam in three days for which I was woefully ill-prepared, but I felt that everything was going to be alright (post-exam assessment; I was wrong). Even though it was warm and dry inside, I knew that it was a snow-day outside, and that was enough for me.

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        One of the darn good ones

And it just felt right to finally have some winter.

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