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Snow was falling gently, and in the quiet of a school morning first period, I took a moment to pause and watch. The big window looked over our middle school parking lot, not a beautiful sight on any ordinary day, but today’s snowfall made it quite not ordinary. The rough edges of pathways and concrete were made smooth and gentle, even the bare and gaunt trees were softly draped in snow.
I leaned against the ancient radiator, and listened to its rattle and hiss – the perfect soundtrack to falling snow in the quiet of a school morning.
Soon, there were footsteps shuffling and clipping up the stairs. Then, a moment of silence when they reached the landing, the window, and me. And then, as though this was the most natural thing to do on a quiet, snowy morning of school, two students took their places at the window.
We stood, listening and watching, drawing in all the peace and calm of the sight, before we turned and went on with our day.