Those first snowflakes didn’t feel like anything impossible. Just a bit of an adjustment to a dusty photograph, like teeth whitening. During the night, the snow muffled my nightmares, sang with my hopes of more snow, and danced to the ground. Overnight though, everything changed. Waking up that day, I remember feeling weird. Too much silence. Usually, there might be a sound of a car driving by, yet today was different. Remembering the soft snowflakes drifting down last evening, I excitedly climbed out of my bed wishing for as much snow as possible, I LOVED snow. Little did I know that this would negatively impact millions of people and teach us a very important lesson.

That morning, my sister and I played with snow. It was a great break from covid. I was feeling GREAT. My Mom suggested we go hiking at trailhead park. Before it had snowed, it had rained, so many icicles dangled from tree limbs. It was a graceful sight to see. Stepping in perfect smooth snow felt like stepping into a new world. The flurry of snow blurred my day. It was awesome!

During dinner, My Dad brought up how many people’s power went out, plus many water pipes had bursted, and water had been turned off at some places. My Mom and Dad were worried. Suddenly it didn’t seem like the best snow day ever. Just to be safe, we filled up many buckets, pots, and bowls with water. 

Finally it was our turn to face some of the worst. The water stopped. At least it did upstairs at first. My Dad explained that the water upstairs would stop first since the pressure was lower there. We then quickly filled up our entire bathtub with water since our downstairs sinks still were running with water. Later that night all water stopped. That would mean no showers, washing hands with someone dumping a stream of water from a cup, flushing a toilet by pouring water in, and such…very uncomfortable. The next day, I spent over an hour filling up 2 coolers and an extremely big bucket with snow and ice. My arms were sore and my back hurt, but I was happy that we were prepared, although we never got to using the snow. 

The snow was slowly melting, and finally, our water came back! I was overjoyed! That day, when I took a walk around the neighborhood, the snow and ice were beginning to melt away, but what I experienced and learned would probably never leave me. I think this snowstorm was actually helpful in many ways. Don’t get me wrong though, pipes bursting, no water, and no power, isn’t helpful, but it is what we went through, and what we faced that taught us an important lesson. One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned is that you should conserve, reuse, and only use what you need. It doesn’t just need to be with water, it can be with food, for example. To know what it feels like just a few days without running water or power will prepare you for hard times to come. You must know what “the worst” feels like to be able to truly appreciate what we have, and the happy times in life.

Iris is currently a 7th grade student.

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