Article February 12, 1977 Issue

The Snowbird

Edna Stoll Haase

The morning rain was at first soft and warm but suddenly became heavy the day the parent-teachers' meeting was to be held. Generally Billy and Barbara weren't too happy when their mother called in a sitter to stay with them while she went out. But today they liked it because she would go to school and meet their teachers. Barbara especially wanted her mother to see the picture she had painted of a snowbird. "It's hanging in room 203," she kept saying.

Their nice sitter, Mrs. Russo, came in at three o'clock and Mother went off under her big umbrella. The children stayed indoors because of the rain and watched their favorite television program. Then the rain stopped, and Billy called downstairs, "Mrs. Russo, may we go out to play?" Mrs. Russo saw several children already outdoors, so she gave her permission, and Barbara and Billy ran outside.

There were puddles in the driveways, and streams were flowing along the curbs. At first it was fun just to float twigs and leaves in the streams and pretend they were boats. But after a while the children did something pretty messy—they took off their shoes and socks and went wading in the muddy puddles.

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