I Love You Mr. Snowman

Meet Bjørn, an adventurous and creative boy whose best friend is a snowman.  This is a story that explores friendship, loss, and forming memories.


Author: Sharan Sagoo

Perfect for Ages 3–6, 5-minute story

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Snowman FC

Bjørn loved winter best of all, and when the grey skies gave way to warm bursts of sunlight, it made him feel happy and creative.

Today he felt it was a happy and creative day, so Bjørn decided he was going to go outside and build a snowman. 

So that’s what he did.  Bjørn took a carrot from the fridge and tucked it into his coat pocket. On the way out, he grabbed his favourite red scarf from the coat rack and raced outside. 

Making Snowball

He got to work right away. First, he shaped a big, round belly. 

Tyimg Scarf

Then he carefully placed a smaller head on top and secured it by wrapping his red scarf around Mr.Snowman's neck. 

Twigs for Arms
Using his imagination and creativity, Bjørn gave the snowman twig arms and pebble eyes he found scattered in the snow.
Now it was time to give him a nose. Reaching into his pocket, Bjørn carefully placed the bright orange carrot in the centre of Mr. Snowman’s face, just beneath his pebble eyes.


Talking to snowman

Bjørn stepped back and proudly smiled. "I love you, Mr. Snowman," he shouted in his loudest, happiest voice.

Cuddling snowmanEvery morning before school and every afternoon after, Bjørn visited Mr. Snowman. 
He talked about the day ahead or the day as he had experienced it. Mr. Snowman listened quietly, never saying a word, simply standing still and smiling back at him.

Snowman melting

As the winter season drew to a close, the sun shone more and more. The air felt warmer, and Bjørn noticed Mr Snowman changing; he appeared to be sweating.
His round belly and face slowly grew smaller. His twig arms drooped as did his pebble eyes. Even his carrot nose began to tilt.
Bjørn knew this meant winter was making way for spring. Each morning and each afternoon, Mr. Snowman shrank a little more.
Then one morning something happened......snowman gone

Mr. Snowman was gone, and in his place sat a small puddle of wet snow, two twigs, the pebbles that once were his eyes, and a shrivelled carrot. 
Bjørn sat beside what was once Mr. Snowman and said what he always used to say on his chats, "I love you, Mr. Snowman." This time, he added sadly, "I’m going to miss you. I’ll never forget you.

Just as winter was slowly passing, so too was Mr. Snowman. Even though he had melted away, the love Bjørn felt for him
lived on in his heart and memories.


The End






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