Ironically, in my class last night I taught the short story "Snow" by Julia Alvarez from her novel in stories, How the Garcia Girls Lost Their Accents, about a family that immigrates from the Dominican Republic:
"Snow," I repeated. I looked out the window warily. All my life I had heard about the white crystals that fell out of American skies in the winter. From my desk I watched the fine power dust the sidewalk and parked cars below. Each flake was different, Sister Zoe had said, like a person, irreplaceable and beautiful.If she thinks that's beautiful, she should see what's going on here today.
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We have snow, too! Of course, the rain is washing it away...
We may get freezing rain tonight, which makes the snow practically unshovelable, so I need to clear it off before then!
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