1) Meteorology: I learned just how hard it is to predict storms, especially when the weatherman says you will get no snow--and you get three inches.
2) Algebra: Two little boys try to get their snow clothes on at the same time. They put their snow gloves on at exactly the same time, but it takes boy #1 three times longer than boy #2 to get the rest of his gear on. If it takes boy #1 22 minutes to get ready to play in the snow, and boy #2 8 minutes, how long did it take for them to get their snow gloves on? (Okay, really simple algebra, but I couldn't come up with some mind-bending equation) ;0)
3) Art: "Drawing" snow angels and creating sculptures of snow (also known as snowmen).
4) Physical Education: Carrying your little brother up the sledding hill in the slippery snow. Nuff' said.
5) Physics: Lots of practical examples of Newton's laws of motion, trajectory of snowballs, rate of acceleration of sled down hill, and unfortunately, impact of a moving object (Me on a sled) hitting a solid one (tree).
6) First-Aid: Treating the injury of the before-mentioned physics lesson. Thankfully, no stiches--only a bruised and bloody, throbbing shin. ;0)
So what do you think? Did I build a solid case for why we were outside playing in the snow on a school day? I mean, what else is a guy to do when he lives at his school? It's not like I can simply concoct some story about not being able to make it to school due to extreme weather conditions or anything. So I improvised. ;0)