We cleaned the snow with our grandchildren in the garden. The oldest, 14 years old, cleans the roof of the barracks on his own. My 5 year old son and I clean the roads. The roads are cleaned, the grandson is still in need. They cleaned the entrances. Yet too little.

While I was thinking about what else to clean, my grandson began to throw the snow out of the roof onto the trail. I started cleaning off the road, for which I got an excuse from my grandson:

“Dad, do you think I’m throwing snow for you? ! to

“I don’t know,” I replied, “but do I have to clean it?

I’m not for you, I’m throwing snow for myself. Now I will scatter and clean it all.

And indeed, he shrugged a little more, gathered everything, and asked home: it was frozen.