My First Snow In Urbana

  
I awoke to a view that seemed as though it were straight from a picture postcard. It was beautiful. It was very difficult getting out of bed on a day like this. It was even more difficult riding a bicycle to school in the blistering cold air, but it was an exciting day. The circumstances may seem trivial, but the memory is grand...my first real snowfall...riding my bicycle to class in a foreign country. It was a good day and it is a good memory.