Snow is like magic to the students in my village. Especially after several days of being too warm for snow, and being too muddy to go anywhere, a fresh snow fall for them is like my mom’s warm pumpkin pie with cream on top for me… divine. The whole mood in the school changes. The students are happier because they’ve just spent their passing period outside sliding down the courtyard and throwing snowballs in each others’ faces. And the teachers are a lot happier too because all the noise is outside rather than inside. It’s a win-win for all. As soon as school is out, the streets are filled with the kids cruising on their sleds.