#ThrowbackThursday

A big part of the United States of America is battling dangerously cold weather, which is a result of a split in the Polar Vortex. Multiple people were already pronounced dead due to the weather conditions this season. I hope you are all safe and warm.

The cold and the snow reminded me of the winters when I was a kid. I seem to remember that they were worse then than they have been in recent years. Maybe it is true, or maybe I just grew taller and got used to things. Do you remember your childhood winters being extremely cold/ snowy?

As an adult, I find winter to be a nuisance, but as a child, I thought of it very fondly. It was my favorite season. The moment it started snowing, I had my face glued to the window, checking (way too often) how much of it fell. The second I woke up, I would run to the window to see if there was added snow, or if it melted. The fun began as soon as I left the house. If there was someone else leaving it with me (parent, or sibling), a snowball fight would ensue immediately. It would end rather quickly most of the time, since parents were “no fun” and refused to participate. If they stayed inside, I would throw a snowball at the window. And get yelled at for it because that made my gloves wet, rendering them useless. Of course there were snowball fights on our way to school whenever I met with other classmates. The ultimate goal was to smear snow on someone’s face. Doing so would get you mad respect, but the victim could get very upset. Or angry. And then you had to watch your every move so as not to become a victim yourself.

When I was a younger kid, my family members would have me sit on a sled, and they would pull it all the way to school and back. I felt so important having my own driver at the age of 6.

The real good times, however, occurred mostly on the weekends, or during a winter break. A bunch of kids would meet at a hilly part of town and we would sled down the steepest slops. There were also plastic saucers, which we used to be closer to the ground. Thick plastic sacks were also used. And sometimes, if the ratio of kid to sledding device was too high, we would slide down on our pants.

Needless to say, once we returned home our parents were strongly dissatisfied with the amount of soaked clothing there was (even when wearing snowsuits).

Aside from plan old fun, snowy winters were also very educational. You cannot build a snowman, or an igloo without learning a few things about physics, architecture and design. Have you ever built a snowman only to have your dog run it over? Have you ever completed an igloo after many cold days just for it to melt the next day?

What is your relationship with winter now?

Do you have fond memories of winter as a child?

Stay golden,

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