After weathering nearly five years of war, Baghdad residents thought they’d pretty much seen it all. But Friday morning, as muezzins were calling the faithful to prayer, the people here awoke to something certifiably new.
For the first time in memory, snow fell across Baghdad.
Although the white flakes quickly dissolved into gray puddles, they brought an emotion rarely expressed in this desert capital snarled by army checkpoints, divided by concrete walls and ravaged by sectarian killings — delight.
“For the first time in my life I saw a snow-rain like this falling in Baghdad,” said Mohammed Abdul-Hussein, a 63-year-old retiree from the New Baghdad area.
“When I was young, I heard from my father that such rain had fallen in the early ’40s on the outskirts of northern Baghdad,” Abdul-Hussein said, referring to snow as a type of rain. “But snow falling in Baghdad in such a magnificent scene was beyond my imagination.”
I wonder if anyone will try to blame George Bush for it. Or global warming?
We currently have five sleds in our backyard shed. Most of them were Christmas gifts. We have an old fashioned wood and metal sled, a big round plastic disk shaped one, a banana shaped plastic one, a really cool streamlined one that looks a bit like an Indy race car, and an inflatable one that looks like a raft. And we haven’t had a decent snow in several years. I blame the sleds. One year we got our girls snowsuits and a couple of sleds for Christmas because the previous year we had a really good snow and realized we had no good snow gear. Ever since we got the snowsuits and sleds we have not had a decent snow. It is that “if you want it to rain, wash the car” effect. If we weren’t prepared, we would probably have had a blizzard by now.