Even children who don't really mind going to school have been known to pray for snow days.
Some try to bargain with the almighty. You know, “If you will see to it that school is closed, I will endeavor to clean up my act on multiple fronts.”
Some play the entitlement card. “You owe me! I've been good lately.”
And still others seem to believe that saying “Pleeeeeeeease” with all the sincerity they can muster is the ticket to a snow day.
Of course, some of us grew up in aggressively-plowed school districts where the policy was to never declare snow days. In such places, a child's faith tended to focus on miracles such as early-morning citywide power outages or beseeching God for a sudden policy shift.
When that didn't work, one was left to grapple with some dark existential questions. And with trying to remember where you had left your snow boots.