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Thank god it's stopped snowing!
Actually, this wasn't what I was saying
last Monday when I woke up to see a winter wonderland outside my
bedroom window!
You can't help feeling slightly cheerful
looking out of your warm house at the white, chilly world on the
other side of your window. I even chuckled to myself watching the
school children being dragged to school by their parents on their
shiny new red sledges.
There really is something magical about
the little crystals of fluffy ice that fall from the sky and cover
the ground in a white blanket. And the initial effect it has on
people is equally magical.
Despite the freezing temperature, and the
flurry of snow flakes that always manage to make their way through
the copious layers of jumpers, scarves, hats and gloves, you can't
help smiling and being happy. Your feet are starting to get a little
wet, but quite frankly you don't really care, because it's snowing!
Now for those that are used to snow may
be thinking: "shut up felicity", but in the Midlands it hardly ever
snows. And if it does, it never lasts more than an hour or so.
In fact, snow where I live is just very,
very cold rain, nothing to get excited about!! So having 4 inches
of snow was a bit of a novelty for me! But what I found slightly
weird was that nothing stopped!
You see, whenever we did have an attack
of very cold rain when I was younger, school would close as the
heating used to pack up, or the teachers couldn't get in due to
roads closing! York, as I found, was different!
Schools actually stay open, and children
go to school! People even go to work, and cars travel on the roads!
Once again, you may be shouting: "what are you talking about!" but
it is true. I don't ever remember going to school when it was snowing!
So I soon realised that hoping for the
University to close was a lost cause! But even going into Uni was
fun, as there was always the chance you would bump into yet another
snowman on campus - yes, you are never get too old for snow!
By Wednesday morning however, the novelty
had, most definitely, worn off. No longer was it all white fluffy
outside; it was more of a grey, off-white slushy mess. And the patches
where it had melted and refroze were a death trap, as I realised
when I fell on my derrière! And getting to work at Monks Cross meant
getting a taxi, which basically meant I lost an hour and a half's
wages! Not funny!
So, yes the snow was no longer as lovely
as it used to be! After two days of snow heaven I had no dry shoes,
no dry socks and basically wanted it to go! Every time it stopped
I hoped it would be the end, but no, every morning without fail
I would see a new layer of snow outside!
Not only that, but being hit by snowballs
by teenage boys is not much fun, especially as you don't know them!
I now know why people just don't like snow. I never understood it
before, but it is clear to me now!
Personally, I think it is a menace to society
and next time it happens I am hopping on train home!
Felicity
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