snowflake

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic


 

I was 17 years old before I ever saw a real snowflake. I had spent my life thinking they were merely boring circular clumps of ice that fell down like cotton balls from the sky. Sometimes atop mountains, or skyscrapers, or packed onto the grass on a hill so you could ride them on a sled.  In NY it was rare to get a good lot of it, with dustings here and there every January. You’d see them fall in clusters from your window, but immediately disappear the moment they hit the concrete. They were gray slush before you ever had a chance to make a snowball.

 

In kindergarten we’d cut them from construction paper into geometric shapes and I always wondered why. “They’re round…who came up with this?” Were these fun snowflake shapes cut out of a fantasy someone had dreamed up and said: “that’s a snowflake”? 

 

I settled into the idea that snow wasn’t anything special, except something that could one day, maybe just one day, keep me home from school.

 

One day, this city girl finally made her way atop a mountain. It wasn’t even particularly cold, all I needed was a light knit wrap. As I sat on the edge, I felt a breeze of crisp air brush under my nose. To my surprise fluffy flakes of white started to dust the ground around me. I looked up and on this Autumn day, magical snow started to fall. I held my hand out hoping I could catch one before it melted. And that’s when I saw it. The most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my 17 years. It was what I remembered from kindergarten. Cut from the paper of the sky. On my hand, I witnessed the most intricate, ethereal, and fantastical flake.

 


Submitted: September 07, 2021

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