I love winter break.
And, I am happy to report that I have had a winter break every year of my life since I was in kindergarten. Really – what’s not to love about it – ten days off each winter from sometime before December 25th to sometime after January 1st. A brilliant idea in any world. It can be called winter break or winter holiday or semester break or just plain vacation; regardless of the name, it is still grand.
Winter break is one of the joys of the United States educational system. Everyone and everything stops – halts – pauses for a holiday. No one misses anything because there is absolutely nothing happening to miss . . . for ten days . . . at the end of one year and the beginning of the next. There are no classes scheduled, no meetings to attend, no educational dilemmas to solve. The phones may ring and email may be received, but all of it waits until the holiday ends and the next semester begins.
Winter break is one heck of an educational tradition. Sports-metaphorically, it’s halftime for folks on both sides of the classroom. Officially, we claim that its purpose is to re-invigorate ourselves, recharge our brains, and prepare ourselves for what follows in January. Of course, those reasons are all true; however, behind the scenes, winter break is also a time to simply goof around during what can be the gloomiest time of year – in particular for those living in the colder and snowier climates. Some say why, while those in education say . . . why not take a break.
Not only is winter break an educational tradition, but so, too, is spring break, and fall break, and of course, summer break – with the last being the longest and strongest both in tradition and duration. Obviously, education isn’t shy about its official pauses. It’s a glorious schedule . . . work a little, rest a little, work a little, rest a little, work a little, rest a lot.
There are serious challenges to working in education, (and I will leave those issues for discussion by someone else at some other time); but, taking and enjoying break time isn’t one of them. How to holiday is an art form that has been heartily practiced and universally adored by students, faculty, staff, and administration throughout all education.
This winter break, I have noticed two distinct reactions by folks outside of education. The first I take as a compliment – although it generally comes in the form of questions with twists of sarcasm: When do you work? Are you still off? When do you go back? Is anyone manning the ship while the students are away? Who is paying for all of this?
And, truly, from the outside, it must look like education is break-happy beyond belief. In fact, I am careful not to contact my dad too much during winter break, as he is old-school. Prior to his retirement, he worked from dawn until dusk without even as much as a fifteen minute break. Lunch was on the fly and a vacation was earned and given during the summer months only. So, regardless of sarcasm, this reaction to winter break is well understood and well deserved.
The second reaction I also take as a compliment, but it is much more quizzical to me: I wonder why I am not off? Why isn’t everything closed for a winter holiday? Shouldn’t it be a part of world tradition to take scheduled breaks?
Here I can only empathize and whole-heartedly agree. These questions seem to be directed more internally towards those who are not partaking in break time rather than externally towards those who are. Yes, everyone should pause. Yes, everyone should re-invigorate, recharge, and prepare. And yes, everyone should have a length of time in the middle of the winter to goof around. The only challenge is convincing the entire non-educational world to institute the winter break system immediately each and every year. A possibility? Yes. A probability? Hmmm . . .
My itinerary this winter break was typical for me, I think. I spent time with family and friends near and far; I completed household projects put on hold throughout the fall; I caught up on day-to-day tasks, wrote thank you cards, worked out at the gym, cleaned closets and cars, read my backed-up reading list, wrote a new bucket list, watched basketball games, went to the movies, ate too much, and slept too little. In reality, the list of my winter break accomplishments is a lot of nothing plus a little of everything that could have been postponed if it weren’t for the great winter pause.
Yet, I love winter break.
Regardless of how mundane and inane my accomplishments have been during break, it is crazy fun. It is crazy fun to rejuvenate and recalibrate in any way, even in ways small and silly – especially when facing the dark days of winter.
Interestingly, one part of my winter break activities included being in a car during the early morning hours on December 25th. From my bird’s-eye view, most – if not all – folks appeared to be on break at least for the day. All businesses were closed and a true winter break seemed to be in full swing. The roads were quiet and calm with no traffic in sight and no sounds to be heard. Everyone was on pause. For me, it was a surreal moment thinking that more than just the education population was taking a winter break . . . together.
My take-away? As a nation, we should seriously strive for the winter break concept. Take what happens in the halls of academia and generalize it, so that those whose fortune hasn’t led them to work in education are able to experience the true meaning of holiday. I have no clue as to whether I am a more productive and/or effective educational employee because of winter break. It is hard to measure as there is no control group inside education to use for comparison!
However, it is easy for me to know that winter break is just a plain good idea. So, here’s hoping that we all pause for ten days next December/January . . . together.
It doesn’t hurt to hope!