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Thursday, April 3, 2008

Remembering My First Snow Blog 6

The first time it snowed; well from I can remember I must have been four or five years of age. It was Christmas Eve of 1992. We had a huge family dinner that night and as we were driving I started noticing huge bright white flakes hitting the windshield of my dad's truck. I felt like I was at the North Pole, the snow was shimmering and I just could not help but just stare at the snow. It was so amazing to watch it fall from the sky. As soon as we arrived at our destination, my dad showed me how to make snow angels. It was the best feeling ever, just laying there in the soft coolness of the snow. I soon began rolling the powdered snow into a ball and then it turned into a huge snowman. We must have spent two hours playing in the snow building that snowman. I took my bright pink scarf that was my favorite and gently wrapped it around the neck of my snowman. I used the two chocolate chip cookies that I had been saving in my pocket as the eyes of him. Just as I was admiring him in the moonlight of the night, a familiar voice starting ringing in my ears. It was my grandma shouting for us to come in and warm up by the fire. It was dinner time. I remember eating as fast as I could almost inhaling my food, just so I could run back outside! Soon after dinner, I road a sled for the very first time. I felt so refreshing to have the freezing cold snow tickled my nose as I slide down the huge hill. It seemed to take only just a little push from my dad to send me gliding through the snow at a tremendously fast pace. I can stil remember how free and alive I felt at that moment. I think my dad and I must have spent at least 4 hours that night out in the snow. For the first time I had completely forgotten about the beautifully wrapped presents underneath the garland lined Christmas Tree. I felt like Santa had given me the best present a little girl could ask for that Christmas Eve. This will stay engraved in my mind for the rest of my days, and when I have children I am going to spend another 4 hours in the snow with them.

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