So I got out of bed,
made my bed
and carried on with the everyday morning ritual; dragging my feet to the
bathroom, groaning as I with as little effort as possible pulled the brush
through my hair a few times to look reasonably presentable, got dressed, and
all that jazz.
Then, as I
was ready to go on to the next stage (namely: to the kitchen), I turned around
briefly as I had forgotten my slippers, and that’s when I first saw it.
There was
something white outside my window – and not only that, there was lots of it, and
some of it was moving around.
Not really
daring to believe what my brain – with a split second of reasoning –concluded was
going on I briskly walked to the window to prove myself wrong. Only to discover
I was very much right. It. Was. Snowing!
I who had
finally decided that this place only had three seasons; spring, summer autumn,
and now it was suddenly snowing!
Putting on
my winter boots for the first time this year I walked from home ten minutes
earlier than normal as I just couldn’t stay inside for any longer. Santa hat on
my head and gloves on my hands, I met a few of my classmates outside, and
together we walked through this winter wonderland with cheer and grins.
Not
everyone shared our joy though, which I guess is fair enough – heck, I don’t normally like snow. Or the cold.
Yet now I find myself longing to get home to a white scenery and some proper minus
degrees. It’s hard getting into the Christmas spirit without snow, even for all
the Christmas music I listen to and my Santa hat, which I’ve been wearing every
day since the 1st of the December.
Sadly, the
snow was gone by the time we hit lunch break, but it was definitely better than
nothing, and I shall treasure the memory forever.
(This
actually happened yesterday, the 5th of December. I wrote it, but
forgot to post it. The church is where most of our lessons take place).
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