Unlike last year, this year was predicted
pretty good regarding snowfall. We were anticipating a white Christmas, which
didn’t occur unfortunately. However heavy snowfall with Blizzard conditions was forecasted for today,18th Jan, commencing very early in the morning, red alert being issued in the Wales. Everyone was overjoyed in school for
possible closure of school. I was so reliant on Met news that I didn’t even
bother to prepare my lunch. Intermittently I was checking the snow at the
night. I woke up with disappointment as no snow had fallen over the night. I waited till quarter
to seven as I checked for any updates on Council and Local FM website.
Eventually, I pushed myself out of house in
the bitter cold with some remnants of snow on the street from yesterday. I was happy to see some flakes of snow
falling over. I was hopeful that the storm of snow would start any moment.
I got late at work which was “obviously”
deliberate. I had texted James in prior to inform my delay and situation. Everything was cool as we had already put out the stuffs required for the first lesson the day before. Around 9, it started to snow. The snow was blizzard, violently swirling, seemed like they were
defying the gravity and flowing erratically with the wind. I was constantly gazing outside the
window. Many were surprised to see my excitement and asked me if it doesn’t
snow in Nepal. Shortly, the snow environed the whole city and the school
decided to dismiss at 12. We quickly rounded up stuffs for Monday and shot off.
Unfortunately, the transportation was
almost at halt, vehicles were at snails pace. I decided to walk as I could overcome the speed of the bus. Moreover, I was
cherishing the snow alighting over me. On reaching Birmingham city centre, i was disappointed to know the disruption in the tram service as well, so I had to go to NewStreet station to
get a train. I nearly waited for an hour for the train as many were delayed due
to adverse weather condition. I always detest to wait. I would have walked rather
than waiting for the delayed train if it was near. Moreover, I felt like my
bones are starting to crumble and my heels were sore, possibly due to walking in the cold. Finally
my long wait was over and I hopped on a train to Wolverhampton.
Late afternoon we went to Westpark. On the
way, we scraped snow from cars and sometimes imprinting letters or marks on
them. The park was entirely enveloped in snow, all the trees were clothed in white. It felt like being in some kind of fairytale world. I couldn’t stop
myself playing in the snow, sometimes just diving for the ball and sometimes
just kicking on the snow heaps. We snapped many photos, which will be recalling memories in future. In a while we got wet and came home planning for a nice
supper, but ended up with chicken and rice as usual.
