Snow Angel, Sand Angel Flashcards
The whole class will make dioramas about the season they pick out of her straw beach hat.
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Don’t let me get winter, I say to myself.
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I reach in and spin the little papers around: Winter.
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I’ve never even seen real snow!
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To decorate his diorama, he uses cotton balls for snow on the ground.
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Dried branches for dormant trees.
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And white glitter to sprinkle on cotton-ball bald spots.
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My father helps me finish mine.
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Migration, I write.
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Some birds fly away because it gets too cold.
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And then I stop.
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They come home.
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In the wintertime, the golden plover comes home to our backyard.
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He’s skinny and hungry from flying three thousand miles nonstop from Alaska!
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I put my golden plover in the middle of the field.
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But this all makes me sad.
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My eyes grow big with excitement.
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It’s three days old, my father sighs.
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The storm came on Wednesday night.
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Don’t run around too much on the summit or you’ll get dizzy.
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We’re nearly inside the heavens.
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There’s a lot less oxygen up here, so you better take it easy.
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