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"Wow " Jennifer shouted."Look at that. Snow  is coming."  Her heart was throbbing with expectation. Mrs. Angela set her hand on her daughter's shoulder and said "It is beautiful. Jennifer, do you wanna go out?" Jennifer's face became much brighter. She nodded to her mom. "Let's go out. But it is cold. You have to wear many clothes." "Yeah, mother!" Mrs. Angela was very pleased at her daughter's response. She helped her daughter wear her clothes and pulled her daughter's wheelchair lightly. "Mom, all things are covered with snow. I wanna lie down on the snow. It makes me comfortable...."