Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The 200th

Snow, Aldo

By Kate DiCamillo
"Once, I was in New York,
in Central Park, and I saw
an old man in a black overcoat walking
a black dog. This was springtime
and the trees were still
bare and the sky was
gray and low and it began, suddenly,
to snow:
big fat flakes
that twirled and landed on the
black of the man's overcoat and
the black dog's fur. The dog
lifted his face and stared
up at the sky. The man looked
up, too. "Snow, Aldo," he said to the dog,
"snow." And he laughed.
The dog looked
at him and wagged his tail.
If I was in charge of making
snow globes, this is what I would put inside:
the old man in the black overcoat,
the black dog,
two friends with their faces turned up to the sky
as if they were receiving a blessing,
as if they were being blessed together
by something
as simple as snow
in March"


Moza Al D said...

I wanna go 2 New York awwwwwwwww!! La etwaje3n galbeee lol
Snow in march while celebrating ur birthday my love

Layla said...

lool totaaalllyyyyy O.O

Y.F. said...

I love snow because it's PURE & INNOCENT, just like the friendship between the old man and the dog.. However, snow is cold, and kate might have used it to reflect the emotional coldness the old man has been undergoing since he grew older having no friends other than Aldo, the dog..