RMCS Students Muse on Winter

Home » Education » RMCS Students Muse on Winter

Thursday January 14, 2016

Fresh off their December break, students at Rick Marcotte Central School (RMCS) shared their snow-related imaginings and strategies in response to these writing prompts. Who says winter is the bleakest time of year?

I can always tell it’s winter when:

“…The snow blower and shovels take the place of bikes in the garage.”
— Leo Rosowsky, 4th grade

“…The crisp, fresh apples that leave the taste of deliciousness in my mouth turn rotten, mushy, and brown from the Canadian winds coming from the north, sending snow with a side of frosty, chilled Vermont. Winter comes when your smile lights up a room—all that happiness, even the sun can’t burn, because your smile warms the heart to its hottest temperatures. These days, life just seems like it can’t get any better (even if you are getting whacked in the face with a snowball, a mile a minute).
— Mia Carmolli, 5th grade

“…Crystallized snowflakes come dancing down until they reach the ground. Crunch, crunch, crunch is the sound my feet make as I walk in the yard, when a cool breeze approaches my face like a bunch of little tickles. I stick out my tongue and close my eyes and sure enough, drops of ice land softly on my tongue and turn to water. I twirl around and begin to think of all the possible activities my family and I could do if this much snow keeps up: go sledding, have epic snowball fights, build forts, go skiing, and much more.”
­— Ella Cooper, 5th grade

“…People are coming down the mountains on skis and snowboards at top speed. Others are in line, waiting for the line to get shorter and finally get on a chairlift. When they’re on the lift, some will wait patiently, some will yell to the chairs in front and back of them, some will fight, and others will happily sing songs together. They’ll get to the top, and go down their favorite trail. Almost everybody loves the thrill of going down the mountain with the wind blowing on their face.”
— Dan Coel, 5th grade

If I were a snowflake, I would:

“…Fall down from the sky and twirl like a ballerina. I would be unique and have a different design than others and that would be the most important thing about me. If I were a snowflake, I wouldn’t worry about my troubles and would sail through the wind and have a great time. I would land on a tree and watch a squirrel bury its nuts for the winter. If I were a snowflake, I would love to do all these things but I would miss being human.”
— Tanmayi Nazre, 5th grade

“…Travel the world without landing on a single tongue. My first stop would be Israel, to see all the city lights and the old town from above. On the way back to Vermont, which is where I live because it’s always freezing during winter here, I would stop at Italy to smell fresh baked pizza. It would be a long flight home but as soon as I got there I would go to the park. At the park, I will make a very small snowman and hide behind it, and when one of my snowflake friends arrives, I will scare them. When we go in, we will make hot chocolate. And when we drink it, we will realize that we will melt!”
- Lucy Payson, 5th grade

Trees in winter look like:

“Trees in the winter
Look like skeletons
Or like angels cried.
When I look outside
The trees dance in the wind.”
— Abigail Whitehill, 5th grade

“Trees in winter look like they’re bare except the evergreens; they’re shining bright as can be. At night, the moon glows over the snowy white trees except the evergreens, green as can be. At night the trees protect me; they peak in my window to see if I’m awake except the evergreens, too short to reach my window.”
— Ava Hershberg, 4th grade

If my friends and I were penguins, we would:

“...Slide down the tallest mountain. I would build a jump and slide into it at 37 mph. I would glide through the frosty air, my slippers extended like an arctic airplane. At that moment, I’d believe I’d never touch the ground…until I did. I would get up, flap my flippers, wiggle my feet, and try again—but this time to show everyone everywhere that penguins can FLY! All this blubber is not holding us down; it’s pure aerodynamics. So, fly we will right into your heart, with cute feathers and warm blubber.”
— Max Fontana, 5th grade

“...Glide across the snow and ice on our stomachs to see who can glide the farthest. We would dip headfirst into the freezing ocean and look for food. We’d waddle all over the ice and snow as fast as we can from seals and orca whales, since they are our predators.”
— Tenzin Geygong, 5th grade

How to win a snowball fight :

“The night before . . . your fight you will take 5-12 tightly packed snowballs and drench them in water then quickly put them in your freezer for tomorrow. That night you will have to push yourself to the extreme so you can have strong arms. Lift vigorously with weights up, down, behind the head, out in front. Now drink about a gallon of milk for an extra boost in your bones. Go into your sibling’s room and steal their mattress and stack it on top of yours for maximum sleep quality.” — Zach Neumann, 5th grade

“The first thing you have to do is get a good fort or position. If you don’t have a good spot, you will be a sitting duck and you shall be demolished by one snowball after another. If you have a fort, make sure you can throw out of it without getting hit.” — Baxter Lowell, 5th grade

“…Gather your bravest warriors (or your friends) and decide who is who. There are three classes. The Pitcher - have them well protected and loaded with snowballs. The Snowball Maker gives snowballs to everyone and builds up broken walls. The Offense, who throws smaller snowballs and attacks the enemies up close with shields and will defend the fort with honor.”
— Caleb Clayton, 5th grade

“…Find a target. Bring your arm back then throw by extending your arm. If you miss, make another snowball but if you hit the person, great - now you don’t want to get hit. OK now, how many people did you invite because that will matter . . . If you see someone aiming at you, you have to run. Go left or right in zigzag motion. Run for cover.”
— James Bradley, 4th grade

“If you don’t win, just go have fun with your teammate.”
— Emma Maloney, 5th grade