These days, snow days are harder to come by on the east coast. Some genius came up with the idea to open schools, but to leave it up to parents to determine how to get their kids there. I mean, the roads are bad enough that a bus carrying 40 kids can't make it, but let's clog up the slushy streets with 40 frantic parents trying to get their cranky-ass kid to school and still make it to work on time. That there's a brilliant idea.
Now, what amazes me about the north is that school here never closes. Never. We sort of avoid the whole messiness that the east coast gets with slush, freezing rain, high winds and all that loveliness. Yellowknife goes from summer to winter overnight. So six straight months of winter make people pretty hearty.
The people that amaze me most are the kids. A few weeks ago Brent and I were driving to work. Our route takes us right past an elementary school. It was 8:30am, pitch black outside, -42 degrees, and there were kids swinging on the playground. This particular school happens to be right across the street from where I work, and every day at lunch time the kids go outside to play. Everyday, all winter long. And winter her means the temperature is below zero for six straight months. Imagine telling a teacher in Nova Scotia that they had outdoor lunch duty on a day when the temperature was -40.
Ugly, yet functional |
Check out this website for more pics of people venturing out in the freezing cold (-49): http://lifeintheknife.com/yellowknife-and-the-dettah-ice-road-in-february/
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