The Joy and Pain of Snow

Snow is one of those things that is either a magical gift from heaven or a terrible curse, depending on your view- point.

Nearly every kid in el- ementary school is fond of the white stuff. In the recess yard of Waitsburg Elementa- ry on a snowy morning, one will often find undersized children pushing snowballs taller than themselves. This has been going on for as long as I can remember. In first grade (if not earlier), we were told that it was against the rules to throw snow, lest it have shards of ice or something similarly nasty in it. For purposes of easier enforcement "don't throw it" qui...