my first winter

I spent one whole year in different parts of Europe.
It was Christmas when I arrived in Germany.
It was not a white Christmas but it snowed a few days later.
That was my first winter.
I was out on the roadwhen it began to snow.
It was fascinatingto watch the snowflakes drifting down from the sky.
I was mesmerized.
I remembered standing there looking up with my arms outstretched;
it was magical.
I must have stood there for a long time because I was sick in bed for days after that.