📖 This is a long shot but I wonder if you can help me find a short story I read as a boy. It was about a poor man who had to work in the winter. He had to make his way to work at a farm each day. The cold wind blew hard 🌬️. He would put up his collar and say to the wind, is that the best you can do? This story planted a seed in my mind and grew into my happy relationship with winter and the cold. I would very much like to read that story again.
Note: It’s not the Aesop fable about the North Wind and the Sun.
by afishinwat3r
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r/whatsthatbook or r/tipofmytongue