This morning I drove by a half dozen or so youngsters waiting for their school bus. They ranged in ages from 7 to maybe 10. Every one of them were sitting in the hard, frozen snow bank playing about. Their knapsacks were left on the sidewalk, it was minus 18 degrees C, minus 30 with the windchill, and there they were, boys and girls, messing about in the snow. Granted, they all were wearing snow suits and well kitted out with hats and mitts. But I thought, they are true Canadians, not like me. I feel like such a wimp! Bring on Spring, I say.
