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Once upon a time it snowed in my dreams
Being from Minnesota, USA, this question just sounds so odd to me.
Clearly, there are regions where it doesn’t snow and that lots & lots of people live in those regions. But reading the question is so jarring!
We moved from Texas to Minnesota in February when I was 6.
There were huge snow banks and while the movers were loading our stuff into the new house, the neighborhood kids were watching from behind the snow banks, all bundled up in snowsuits, hats, scarves, etc.
I, very logically thought they were snow monsters watching us…
This feels like such a foreign concept to me.
My dad had to shovel snow so he could drive my pregnant mom to hospital for my birth.
Ethiopian here, first time I saw snow I was 18, during freshman year of uni in the US. I remember seeing snow outside my dorm window for the first time one morning. Got excited and ran outside to experience it. I was disappointed when I felt the snow and realized it was wet and cold. Grateful to be back in the warmer weather :)
I’ve first seen snow twice.
The first time, I was 7 and it snowed overnight in Florida (a little). I saw it and ran in to wake my mom up but she kept saying “it’s frost, go back to bed”. She also made me go to school and the only other kids in my class were 2 kids from Michigan.
I was 20 when I first saw snow falling from the sky. Was in England, looked out the window and panicked because I thought there was ash falling from the sky. Asked what was burning and my boyfriend (Scottish) said “That’s snooo, lass”.
I’m from New Orleans and I had seen flurries before but the first time I saw snow that stuck to the ground was in Las Vegas of all places. We visited some relatives and drove to the mountains to see snow.
I eventually lived in a city that got snow regularly and learned it’s only charming for a day or two before it’s just gray mush. But I do miss that first few hours where it’s a winter wonderland.
When you wake up early after a snowstorm and nobody has gone out yet it looks so beautiful. The snow also dampens sounds, and it makes the sound of people shoveling their walks a little magical. Then six hours later it’s just dirty, and annoying.
i haven’t been the same since my first snow storm in 71. Even now every time i close my eyes, i see the white blinding the darkness of thousands of snowflakes. Not that you could ever see those tiny snowflakes, mind you. They were fast and they knew their way around the cold air. i remembers the looks on those boy’s faces when they walked into that village and… oh Jesus. i shouldn’t think about that now. Sometimes i still hear Tex’s slow southern drawl. i remember the smell of Brooklyn’s cigarettes in the frozen air. He always had a pack of Luckys. But the boys are gone now… i know that. It’s–it’s just that i forget sometimes. And sometimes all it takes is the way a snowman yard decoration looks at me… just it makes me think. Sets me on edge. And i feels like I’m right back there… In the blizzard… In the whiteout…
I do have memories from the bizzard of 79 because I was young and once they got the sidewalks cleared I felt like I was in an xwing doing the trench run when walking down the block.
Live in Florida. Had a super cold winter in the '70’s. Finally the moment I had been waiting for. The snow came. I looked up and could barely see these little tiny chips of snow. It was falling very sparsely from the sky and melting just out of reach. We all jumped up in the air to try and touch some.
Later I heard from a friend that, in his area of town enough fell to make a snowball from all of the snow collected on a single car. Lucky bastard.
Not me, had some friends from India and got to see them see their first snow in real life. It was actually more interesting to go snow coat, hat, gloves shopping. Hearing them talk about what thought would be the most important features of winter gear was interesting. For example, I would pay a lot of attention to the quality and function of the zipper, as that has often been the first failure point for me. The one boy just did not want poofiness and got the thinnest, flattest coat he could find. The other wanted a coat with some American baseball team on it, any team, didn’t matter which so long as it was baseball.
Not counting climbing a mountain with ice (and no snow falling), my actual first snowfall was in the 2021 snowpocalypse in Texas of all places. So it wasn’t actually a great time. We were fortunate enough not to lose power and water though, so other people definitely had it way worse than us.
Not I. My faintest memories are from 5 and by then it was typical of the season. likely my first reaciton would have been as a baby or toddler and way before I can recall.
I do not.
