Feb 2, 2010
From the desk
by Amanda Sullivan
Frigidly cold wind bit my skin while particles of fluffy, icy stuff attached themselves to my face as I raced down the hill next to the Rot in my purple sled, for which I paid a whopping $10.50. My vision was blurred so I couldn’t see clearly. The next thing I knew, my sled was making a screeching noise, signifying that I had found the street and was about to be catapulted into oncoming traffic, which actually wasn’t there because the roads were snow-covered. But to me, a Texan who is barely acquainted with hills or snow, I was facing impending doom.
After my sled stopped crawling forward, and my heart rate slowed, I rolled out of my death trap and attempted to stand only to find a hole, into which I sunk, causing a frenzy of laughter to erupt from myself and surrounding friends.
My friends found several reasons to laugh at my expense this weekend, mainly because I am not a snow connoisseur. For example, I received a crash course in car preparations for inclement weather, which is what bad weather is called in Texas, if that weather involves snow. Apparently, backing your car into a parking spot is advisable and never pour hot water on an icy street in an attempt to move your car. I also learned what snow pants were and how much warmer an individual stays by wearing them during a snowball fight versus wearing jeans that become wet, intensifying the cold. I also learned to not lick my lips because they will become chapped and cold weather dries out my skin, making it itchy. And just because snow makes all the earth look even, it is not. Oh, and apparently, playing in the snow then rushing inside to run water over frozen fingers to warm the appendages is not a good thing — news to me. I could not feel that the water had reached boiling point — well nearly.
Despite wishing I had a learning curve when it comes to snow, I had a fun, snow-filled weekend. As a senior in college, I understand the stress that balancing an academic, social and spiritual life can wreak on a student’s emotions. But every once in a while something comes along to permit college students to digress in age, allowing them to be carefree for just a brief period of time.
And for one day, the snow was an acceptable excuse for college students to forget the pile of mounting homework and presentations and just be kids. We will all be praying for another snow day to catch up on our workload, but the break was refreshing and much needed.
I, for one, will be praying for another snow day if only to show off my newly acquired snow skills — and pants.
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