Rainy school days

A rainy Sunday is one thing, but a rainy school day is quite another. As any teacher will tell you, wet playtimes lead to hyperactive kids, who have been cooped up all day with no exercise or fresh air. It astounds me that even the kids who have lived her all their lives, and have witnessed these downpours all the time, still can’t help but stare out of the window at the storm. Our school was not designed for this climate. I think it may have been designed for the middle of the Sahara Desert. The reception area looks very grand, with its shiny marble floor, but add water, and you have a law suit waiting to happen. Every staircase is open plan and made of a different, but equally dangerous, slippery material. To get anywhere, you have to walk outside and get soaked to the skin. Almost every big storm is accompanied by a power cut and loss of internet connection, so you have to sit in the dark and quickly replan any activities that required power or internet. The windows don't seem to be water tight either and every classroom, which should still have a gleam of newness, has watermarks dripping from the windows. Some places have snow days, I think we should have rain days!