I wrote this as a note on Facebook last year, after I was lucky enough to see snow for the first time. I really like it.
"Simply put, I love snow. It's amazing stuff, and I can't imagine living without it. The interesting thing though, is that I only reached this conclusion on Saturday (7th June 2008).
Yeah, embarrassed to say, but I was a snow virgin. It had been a long time coming, I was certainly willing and eager, but it just, you know, never happened. It was awkward talking to people about it, and I'd just pretend to be 'one of the guys', who's had their fare share of days in the snow.
So my snow-cherry was popped, and I can't imagine a more beautiful moment. I was coming back from Pak N Save on the bus, and thought that the rain on the windscreen looked funny. I wondered, suspected, that it could be snow, and when I got off at my stop, was a little confused. It was like, really slow moving rain. And big, and white.
My flatmates Mohammed and Shanna were on the balcony, taking photos when I got back. After confirming that it was, in fact, snowing, we all ran outside. Fantastically, we weren't the only ones. In case you didn't know, I work as a residential assistant at Ilam Village, a hall of residence for students from all around the world. This means that apart from my own deprived self, there were many other people who haven't experienced snow. So there were Malaysians whooping, Saudis slipping in the snowy grass, Solomon Island children making snowballs. Can you imagine a more amazing scene? It was one of those incredible 'we are the world' moments, where we all forgot about terrorism, petrol prices and the cold, and were brought together by snow.
Wandering around Ilam, I found more of the same. It was an incredible day. In the evening, my friend Bronwyn (Canadian), showed me how to make a snowman, and I made the best and first one of my life.
I really have to say, that this was one of the most amazing days of my life in every way. It felt like my heart was going to explode, from being so happy, which is a fantastic feeling.
I hope it happens again."
"Simply put, I love snow. It's amazing stuff, and I can't imagine living without it. The interesting thing though, is that I only reached this conclusion on Saturday (7th June 2008).
Yeah, embarrassed to say, but I was a snow virgin. It had been a long time coming, I was certainly willing and eager, but it just, you know, never happened. It was awkward talking to people about it, and I'd just pretend to be 'one of the guys', who's had their fare share of days in the snow.
So my snow-cherry was popped, and I can't imagine a more beautiful moment. I was coming back from Pak N Save on the bus, and thought that the rain on the windscreen looked funny. I wondered, suspected, that it could be snow, and when I got off at my stop, was a little confused. It was like, really slow moving rain. And big, and white.
My flatmates Mohammed and Shanna were on the balcony, taking photos when I got back. After confirming that it was, in fact, snowing, we all ran outside. Fantastically, we weren't the only ones. In case you didn't know, I work as a residential assistant at Ilam Village, a hall of residence for students from all around the world. This means that apart from my own deprived self, there were many other people who haven't experienced snow. So there were Malaysians whooping, Saudis slipping in the snowy grass, Solomon Island children making snowballs. Can you imagine a more amazing scene? It was one of those incredible 'we are the world' moments, where we all forgot about terrorism, petrol prices and the cold, and were brought together by snow.
Wandering around Ilam, I found more of the same. It was an incredible day. In the evening, my friend Bronwyn (Canadian), showed me how to make a snowman, and I made the best and first one of my life.
I really have to say, that this was one of the most amazing days of my life in every way. It felt like my heart was going to explode, from being so happy, which is a fantastic feeling.
I hope it happens again."
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