Growing up in Europe, I would see snow ever winter. In Cheng Y.'s article, "My First Winter" reminded me of my favorite season of all times. I moved to Phoenix, Arizona when I was 9 years of age. I never see snow down here; it's like summer all year long. I miss the snow, playing with my brothers and friends. I like the way Cheng wrote "I ran; I danced; I played; I made up a snow song and caught white flakes on the tip of my laughing tounge." Thank you for taking your time and publishing this amazing piece of writing.