Haibun: Snowy Days

For Sherry’s prompt over at Toads – Earth Grief. A haibun.  It is all too sad and heartbreaking.

Snowy Days
I remember the winter when I was six. It snowed every Wednesday in December and January. I had just read the Bobbsey Twins and I wanted an ice fort, just like they had. Of course, my father was going to make it happen for me. One morning we went out into the backyard and began to build it. Just before lunch, we finished. He poured water over the entire structure and it froze overnight. It didn’t melt until early spring and a couple of friends and I had fun jumping on it to collapse it. But it snowed every Wednesday without fail. The snow was three feet deep and took its own sweet time melting. Winters were cold when I was a child. The cold turned my cheeks read and seeped into my clothes. Now we are lucky if we get snow, much less cold weather. It will be sunny and seventy degrees on Thanksgiving Day. Probably on Christmas day as well. I miss the cold weather of my childhood. I miss the coming into the house and taking off my snowboots and sitting down before the coal grate and sipping a mug of hot chocolate. I miss snuggling into the blankets to get warm at night and my father coming into the bedrooms to replenish the coal in all the grates. I miss the clanging of the radiators. It used to be cold when I was a child. Now, it is rare as hen’s teeth.
cold snowy winter days –
snow falls without fail –
now polar bears starve

me at age 6

11 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Sherry Marr
    Sep 27, 2018 @ 22:04:40

    I love this remembering. I grew up in Kelowna in the Okanagan where it was VERY snowy and cold. Still gets snowy, but so hot in summer forest fires come right into residential areas. My heart breaks for the melting arctic, the starving polar bears……..thanks for writing to my prompt, Toni. I love the photo of you as a child. Love the fort you had each winter. I remember the Bobbsey Twins. Smiles.


  2. Helen
    Sep 27, 2018 @ 23:12:43

    I was born in 1941 and I remember well the winters you so beautifully describe.


  3. oldegg
    Sep 28, 2018 @ 02:56:38

    I too remember the cold of childhood, teeth chattering, rubbing hands to warm them up and the earthenware hot water bottles put in your beds an hour before bedtime so they didn’t burn when you got to bed!


  4. Kerry
    Sep 28, 2018 @ 04:02:38

    How terrible to live in a world where polar bears starve!


  5. annell4
    Sep 28, 2018 @ 09:08:24

    I am reminded of a song, heard long ago, the final note so sad. Yes, the pic is so cute.


  6. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Sep 28, 2018 @ 17:03:49

    Alas the winters are warmer… I do miss the fun of skiing… though we still get some I have to travel to the far north,,,


  7. coalblack
    Sep 30, 2018 @ 14:17:25

    We still definitely get snow up here in Michigan, but–with rare exceptions–we don’t get the amount of snow we got when i was growing up. I thought maybe it was just a fault of recollection until I checked weather information and compared. It’s true. We still seem to get extreme cold though.


    • kanzensakura
      Sep 30, 2018 @ 14:39:51

      I remember the snows almost stopping when I was a teen. I still wear a light jacket in the winter rather than the full blown heavy cost. I always hated scarves and hats though. Last year, we did not get our first frost into the first week if November.

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  8. priscillaking
    Oct 03, 2018 @ 15:20:44

    Where do you live, that doesn’t get snow? Virginia still gets plenty.


    • kanzensakura
      Oct 03, 2018 @ 15:26:02

      We get plenty of snow. Just not the intense snow of my chdhood. Lime the kind that snows forever and doesn’t melt away until April. We only got 14 inches if snow total last year.

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