Jade Snow Wong

When I first read, “Up in the Air, and Down, With a Twist” I was instantly brought back to the ten days that I spent in Springhill, Colorado where freestyle skiing was the norm. The lodge where I stayed was one of the lesser popular resort for skiing because my mother refused to let myself or my father ski in fear of injury. On the contrast, I felt immersed in the winter culture, and this article brings back those fond memories of my vacation. The author, Henry Fountain is able to catch the…

How would someone describe the snowy mountains of Yellowstone National Park, Montana? Everything is covered in snow, the white frosted ground crunching underneath the boots of people. Every tree is covered in layers of snow, an avalanche happening every time the branches slightly swayed. Buffalo would roam around like cattle would on a farm. Everything is frozen, turning the fingers and faces of young and old a bright red. The hot springs and geysers showering mist on the nearby flora covering…

It was night time. You could hear a wolf howling, a dog barking, a cat mewling. There weren't many people who came to our town. Our town was called Morninglight. Our town was a recently established town, so it was rather small, but it only grew smaller when villagers entered the forest. There used to be a girl called Snowkittin. That was me. The reason they called me Snowkittin was that every day, when it it became dusk, it would get very cold, and I would stay out all night, causing my parents…

drive off ramp, or hit by a car, or… or… or…. 20 minutes. 1200 seconds of worry until something stumbles through the door. Thankfully, it’s my father. Upon questioning, they had left their snowmobiles at a house up the road after losing sight in the snow. The owner had given them a ride back up to our house before my father left for me. Oh, how happy I was. In the end, I wouldn’t be interviewed as the last survivor of the Salow family! I wouldn’t find any reporters at my door, no cameras…

first experience of snow was like a snow globe, except it seemed whoever was shaking it wasn’t going to stop. Snow Globes are a model of a scene surrounded by particles of fake, white matter resembling snow, but when shaken it turns to a magnificent snowstorm. While I have many snow globes at my house collected from my childhood, this was the first one I was in. I think a lot about the countless times my dad has told me of stories of his childhood. His numerous adventures of snow days,…

My greatest passion and activity is field hockey. A field hockey sisterhood is like a flock of migrating birds in the deep sky. If you look up, they soar through clouds sticking together in a V-formation similar to the diamond layout on a field hockey field. If you look down at a field hockey field, you will see girls from kindergarten through college ripping, the solid ball. As birds fly south in the winter, they rely on each other for directions like teammates naturally depend on each other…

Science Fair: Dry Ice Popsicles Made from dry ice and various drinks, Dry Ice popsicles are possible. Using these two simple matters, you too can create these popsicles. They’re enjoyable for everyone of any age. With only a few simple items and a brief history of soda and dry ice, you know how they work and how to conduct your own at home science experiment. Dry Ice is a cold, solid matter that many people are fascinated by. Carbon Dioxide is used to create this interesting matter. Dry ice…

in Utah on a mountain for a skiing trip. The sun shined down on the snowy mountain, the air was thin and cold. I could hear the raspy sound of skis against snow in the distance. The smell french fries from the restaurant next to me overwhelmed my nose the salty smell beckoning me to walk in. The restaurant looked alien in the surrounding snow. I decided that I was going to ski a black diamond, which is the hardest run in skiing. They usually are the steepest and they also usually have the most…

On a snowy Christmas day at Sunrise Peak, there is a whiteout at the acme; snow is falling heavily, visibility is low, and the wind is unforgiving as it clashes against my bare face. I slowly start my descent down the mountain. As I begin to cut back and forth in a comfortable manner on my board I slip up. I try to turn to follow the slopes path, but I turned too sharply. The front of my board digs into the snow abruptly and causes me to plunge forward. I take a long fall and land directly on my…

Thousands, no millions of small crystals, suffocating the ground, the earth, blanketing our towns, canceling events. This is my favorite precipitation by far, snow! “Wake up!” my mom yells in my ear, shaking me out of sleep. Ugh, I think as I stretch and through the blankets off of me. Even though I had to leave in forty minutes, I still took about ten minutes just to get out of bed. Moaning and stretching my sore legs I somehow managed to pack my bags for school. Nevertheless, it was even…