When my family and i came to the USA we were lived with our grandmother and grandfather. One day in the morning we just finish eating breakfast. Then I saw something like cotton falling from the sky. I wondered, "What are they?" And then I hurry ask the same question that i had wondered for myself to my grandmother. She answered, "They are called snow and snow fall is like that...." I was very happy to see snow. it is my first time to see snow and snow fall. Snow was keep falling and falling and until everywhere around the house was covered with snow. It is like living in the sky with everywhere all white!
Upward Bound Program - U of MN