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Snowball War
by Jan Oscar Hansen
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  Three flakes of snow fell on the village, there might
have been a few more, but those I saw landed on
the roof of the car and I saw them melt to droplets
of clear water. On each droplet, a tiny rainbow and
my mother´s face when I called and asked for her to
throw down a sandwich with marge and sugar on.

She did, often - I´m not a football keeper - it landed in
the snow which was more than tiny flakes; so what!
Bread and sugar, I was hungry and fighting against
children who were invading our streets. And when my
hands were frozen, I came up, warmed them by the stove
and remembered how it hurts to get the circulation back
into my hands.

 
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