“Snow-Bound” by John Greenleaf Whittier. Had to read it in 1963, while living in Bangor, Maine. Appropriate because we had a substantial blizzard in January.
When I was in the fourth grade, my teacher, Sister Anselma told us that when she was a young girl, she walked to school in a sweater it was a warm day. By the end of the day, it snowed so hard that she walked home with the snow past her knees. I was in the fourth grade back in 1954, and she was a very old nun. Taught my father in fact. I did not believe her then, now thanks to the internet, I soon found out that she was right.
One year, in the early Sixties, my state had heavy snowfalls EVERY Wednesday for a month. This was the American South where we’re just not set up for this. The kids would go to school on Monday to Tuesday, then school would be cancelled for the rest of the week. I was in elementary school, and this event is burned in my memory. During this time, I fell in love with reading when I lucked out by having a horse book. Horses, animals of my greatest dreams, in books! Sign me up. I went from horse books to dog books to all kinds of books. I became an English major in college then a professional writer and writing teacher, all because of snow that forced me to stay inside.
B UTTONS about 4 years ago
Folks have substituted meatballs for snowballs.
Baslim the Beggar Premium Member about 4 years ago
“Snow-Bound” by John Greenleaf Whittier. Had to read it in 1963, while living in Bangor, Maine. Appropriate because we had a substantial blizzard in January.
Catfeet Premium Member about 4 years ago
Could Red’s report be one big snow job?
Durak Premium Member about 4 years ago
Look it up, pretty cool story. Also called, by some, “The Children’s Blizzard.”
mymontana about 4 years ago
Those must have been some snowball fights!!!
Masterskrain Premium Member about 4 years ago
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hC9Ux8fQWA4
robertdkrebs Premium Member about 4 years ago
78 had to walk back from the Beanpot
jr1234 about 4 years ago
This week ,Red has been “following” our quarantines from his future
about 4 years ago
Those were difficult times.
STASH Premium Member about 4 years ago
When I was in the fourth grade, my teacher, Sister Anselma told us that when she was a young girl, she walked to school in a sweater it was a warm day. By the end of the day, it snowed so hard that she walked home with the snow past her knees. I was in the fourth grade back in 1954, and she was a very old nun. Taught my father in fact. I did not believe her then, now thanks to the internet, I soon found out that she was right.
sarahbowl1 Premium Member about 4 years ago
Well, I can’t think of a comment today. But anyway, love and hugs to my little darlings and take care to my housebound fellow Red/Roverians!
Pathfinderman about 4 years ago
Red could use a little more research for his paper.
marilynnbyerly about 4 years ago
One year, in the early Sixties, my state had heavy snowfalls EVERY Wednesday for a month. This was the American South where we’re just not set up for this. The kids would go to school on Monday to Tuesday, then school would be cancelled for the rest of the week. I was in elementary school, and this event is burned in my memory. During this time, I fell in love with reading when I lucked out by having a horse book. Horses, animals of my greatest dreams, in books! Sign me up. I went from horse books to dog books to all kinds of books. I became an English major in college then a professional writer and writing teacher, all because of snow that forced me to stay inside.
WCraft Premium Member about 4 years ago
Oh yes. I’ve read about that. There was a huge run on corn cobs that year…
whenlifewassimpler about 4 years ago
I don’t ever remember learning this in school now I will have to go Google it and see what it was….