Sunday, January 31, 2021

What's a Snow Day Without a Sled?

 Marcia Moston

I don’t know the psychology behind the thrill of careening down a hill, snow chips biting your cheeks and eyes, frozen mittened arms and booted legs flailing, but having lived much of my life in Vermont, I’ve done a lot of hurtling myself down hills on anything that slid—inner tubes, runner sleds, toboggans, flying saucers, and garbage bags even—and delighted in every minute of it. 


There’s nothing like a report of a coming snowfall, to perk up the spirits of kids (and some adults) everywhere—but especially in places where snowfalls are rare. Here in the South, a one inch covering on any grassy slope, even if it ends in a ditch or comes perilously close to a road, will draw more parka-clad people than Aspen ski trail.  


Sledding is simply one of the joys of childhood. That’s why I felt so sad this morning to see the news that in spite of an uncommon snowstorm in DC, kids won’t be allowed to sled on the Capitol lawn this year as in times past—military, security, Covid—oppression, repression, suppression. Depression. Since there aren’t many places for urban kids to go, this restriction represents another moment stolen from the childhoods of so many of our children this year. 


I don’t have any answer to offer here, and I hate the politics that are toying with so many lives—especially this generation of kids—but I do want to applaud the parents and teachers who are doing their best to make good memories out of small moments for their children. I know of one mom, who lives in a neighborhood that is super supportive, decks her house out for each of her kid's birthdays--holidays--and the neighbors all join in, drive by and make a big deal out of celebrating each other's kids. 

I don't have young children and am lacking in ideas, but if anyone has some suggestions on ways to encourage parents, teachers or kids, feel free to share. In any case--offer your support and encouragement to the children, their parents, and their teachers in your lives.

Blessings Abundant,



Photo credit Photo by Jeremy McKnight on Unsplash



1 comment:

  1. It's been a rather sad year in so many ways, and the loss of all things magical and fun and enjoyable for children in a normal sense is truly the saddest. I don't have any young children in my family anymore either, but if I did, they would be outside playing as much as possible, in any way possible. And if it is not feasible to do so, then some tent cities or board games or rubber darts and little green army men would be in order. Our boys loved having "battles" with those. I can still hear the echos of their laughter over knocking over each other's armies with a rubber dart. No harm done...just precious memories made. I never had a little girl, but if I did, she'd most likely be in the middle of it all.


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