Every Writer Is a
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Someone to read the
attached "I'm a Snowflake" narrative
while students are
making their paper snowflakes
Make a "Snowflake Fizz" by pouring clear, lemon-lime soda pop over crushed ice
or ice cubes that you've chopped in the blender. Then you can make a "Bologna
Snowflake" by folding a piece of bologna in half, and then in thirds, and
carefully cutting out skinny pieces so that, when you unfold it, it looks like
a snowflake. But not too pretty to eat!
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are a lot of wonderful things to know about snowflakes. Maybe the very best is
that each and every one of them is DIFFERENT. How many trillions of snowflakes
have been formed, since time began? Countless. And yet it's nice to know that
there have never, ever, been two that were exactly the same.
It's the same way with people - and with writing.
two pieces of writing, even on the same topic, could possibly be the same,
because they had two different writers. Each writer thinks differently, chooses
words differently, sets priorities differently, and concludes meaning
celebrate that diversity and individuality!
each writer is like a snowflake, and each writer's "voice," or personality, is
different from everybody else's. Like a snowflake, that's really . . . COOL!
express that by making our own paper snowflake while we listen to a writer with
a unique "voice" tell us why she is like a snowflake.
Now, snowflakes need to be six-sided, and each side
needs to be identical. Eek! How to do that? Easy: before you cut, fold your
paper in this special way to end up with six identical parts for your snowflake:
Take your square of paper, and fold it into a triangle. Press down firmly
on the folded edge; it needs to be sharp.
Now fold that triangle in half again, producing a smaller triangle.
Again, make sure the edges are crisp and lined up as straight as you can.
Now, with the tip of the triangle pointing away from you, fold over the
left-hand edge back to the right, just past the middle, and press down hard
along the edge to make it a crisp fold.
Then fold the right-hand edge back left, over the edge you just folded,
so that the folded form looks like an arrowhead.
Cut the bottom into a rounded shape - you don't want your snowflake to
end up square. Who's ever seen a square snowflake? (Don't answer that - they're
probably out there!)
Now you can cut a circle or a V or some other shape out of the very tip
of your snowflake. Cut skinny lines, curves and half-circles all along the two
edges, and the rounded bottom.
The deeper in to the middle of the fat arrowhead,
and the more paper you remove with your cuts, the more "air" there will be in
your finished snowflake, and the prettier and more realistic it will appear.
Now carefully - CAREFULLY!!! - unfold your
snowflake. Pretty, huh?
As you listen to the story, "I'm a Snowflake," remember
words and phrases that you think really show this writer's unique "voice" and
writing personality. The fact that each of us has a different "voice" as a
writer is a pretty beautiful thing, too.
I'm a Snowflake
By Susan Darst Williams
call me "flaky." Now I know why. As I watch snowflakes dance in the wind,
whirling and twirling, I realize that I'm a lot like one of winter's crystal
Like a snowflake, I change directions a lot. Snowflakes
go up. Snowflakes go down. Snowflakes go left. Snowflakes go right. You can't
predict where they'll blow and when they'll finally stay put. It's the same
thing with me. I tend to flit from task to task in my everyday life, fluttering
around doing housework, running errands, driving to meetings, visiting friends and
family . . . the only time I stay still is late at night, when I finally fall
into bed. I'm constantly on the move and refocusing my attention. Who knew?
Both people and snowflakes can have Attention Deficit Disorder. It's part of
Another way I'm like a snowflake is that my life has had
its ups and downs, its good times and bad times. Just as a snowflake melts a
little when it hits some warm air, and takes on more ice when it flies through
cold air, I've been shaped and changed by the things that have happened to me.
been blessed by peak experiences such as my college graduation, our wedding,
and the births of our four children. But I've also dealt with the death of my
beloved father, a couple of serious car accidents, and some health problems. I
couldn't help those bad things from happening, just as a snowflake can't help
where the wind blows it. But I look back now, and see how everything that has
happened to me has shaped my personality, made me a little wiser, and given me
the same way, the longer a snowflake flies around, the more complex and
beautiful it becomes. I've always loved snowflakes that are really intricate.
Now I realize how they got that way: they've had to go through a lot. It's the
same way with people. I'm glad for all my experiences, happy and sad, because I
can see how they helped make me what I am today.
You know, snowflakes are beautiful when you look at them
individually, up close. But it is when they are with millions and billions of
other snowflakes that they have the most meaning. Whether that snowflake is
part of a snowball or a snowman that a child has made, or rests within a
glittering snowbank that graces a park or field, when one snowflake joins with
many others, it is in context. It's where it needs to be.
though each individual snowflake is different, all put together, a great, big
mass of snowflakes makes something better, greater, more valuable. It's the
same way with me. I'm a unique individual, but also a member of many communities
- my family, my neighborhood, my co-workers, my many different circles of
friends. By myself, my life means very little. But when I interact with, help,
work alongside, and receive help from these other people, my life gains much
So I'm a little flighty. I've been shaped by my
experiences. I'm at my best when I'm with others. But there'll never be another
human being who is exactly like me. Never! That's amazing! And even though,
throughout time, squillions of snowflakes have drifted to the ground, there
never have been, and never will be, two snowflakes exactly alike. That's
awesome! The next time someone calls me "flaky," I'm going to give them a
great, big, snowflake smile!