When i was a young boy, 2nd grade maybe, we had a real bad winter storm set in. I walked to the bus stop like normal and waited for the bus; alone. After waiting for awhile, I figured I had missed the bus. Not wanting to get an azz whooping for missing the bus, I set about walking to the elementary school; it was snowing and blowing good by then. After walking for what seemed like forever, the elementary school finally appeared out of the white whirlwind. There were just a few cars parked out front. My prinicipal came rushing out to greet me, informed me school had been cancelled, took me into the main office and one of the secretaries made me a cup of hot cocoa. I was pretty cold by then. Principal looked up my info in the records and called my folks to come pick me up. He was stunned when he realized how far i had walked in the storm. I will always remember how warm and tasty that hot cocoa was.
I still got an azz whooping... for walking TO school. :bang: