On the ninth day...

My dad called this morning to wish me a happy snow day :) We reminisced about spending my elementary snow days skiing on the local mountain after the roads had been cleared.  He also mentioned seeing this story in the teacher's room back in the public school where he worked and I attended for first through seventh grade...I looked it up and loved it, so I thought I'd share!

Where Teachers Came From:
On the seventh day, God rested. Not so much to recuperate, but rather to prepare himself for the work he was going to do the eighth day.
For it was on the eighth day that God created the teacher. God made the teacher more durable than other men and women.
The teacher could arise at a very early hour and to go to bed far past normal bedtimes with no rest in between. The teacher could withstand being locked up in an airtight room with 27 little cherubs on a rainy Monday. And the teacher had to be fit to prepare semester grade reports over Christmas vacation.
Yes, God made the teacher tough - but gentle too. The teacher was equipped with soft hands to wipe away the tears of the neglected and lonely student...of the nine-year-old girl who was not asked to the sleepover...or the first grader whose daddy moved away.
And into the teacher God poured a generous amount of patience. Patience when a student asks to repeat the directions the teacher has just repeated for someone else. Patience when the kids forget her lunch money for the fourth day in a row. Patience when 1/3 of the class fails the test. Patience when the text books haven't arrived yet, and the school year starts tomorrow.
And God gave the teacher a heart bigger than the average human heart. For the teacher's heart had to be big enough to love the kid who screams, "I hate this class," and to love the kid who runs out of the room at the end of the day without so much as a goodbye or a thank you.
And lastly, God gave the teacher an abundant supply of hope. For God knew that the teacher would always be hoping. Hoping that the students would one day learn to write...hoping not to have lunchroom duty...hoping to eventually catch up...hoping for wisdom to do all things well.
When God finished creating the teacher, he stepped back and admired the work of his hands. And God saw that the teacher was good.
And God smiled, for when he looked at the teacher he saw into the future. He knew that the future is in hands of the teachers, and they were prepared for the challenge.
And because God loves teachers so much, on the 9th day God created SNOW DAYS.