123 School Work

I Want A...

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       I want a snowstorm. Looking back in time, I can remember the hot chocolate filled snow days spent with my neighbor, my best friend, having outrageous snow ball fights and building the biggest snowman on the block. The day before every snowstorm, you always here rumors of snowfall spreading like wildfire through the hallways of every school building across the area. Every child has trouble falling asleep, on edge with anticipation, wondering if their biggest desires will be fulfilled. Finally, we fall into a hope filled sleep and dream about the possibility of the wondrous snowfall that must occur as they slumber in order to insure their perfect day. As every child awakes the next morning, fully rested and realizing that the clock says 10:00, they run to the windows and look out on the freshly fallen snow and the excitement waiting just outside their front door. Bundled up, wearing so many layers that your mother insisted on, and staggering out the door, excitement floods through your body and you dart across your driveway listening to the crunch of the luxurious snow beneath your feet, warm in 3 layers of thermal socks. Pressing your neighbors doorbell and waiting for the familiar sound of someone running down the stairs and slamming against the wooden door, you realize what an adventure your day will be. As you spend the day sledding on a hill that although seems small to the unimaginative eye, it is two feet of a pure adrenalin rush, building snowmen in the front yard for all passers to admire, and attempting to make snow angels that didn't get ruined when you stand up. As the hours passed by, the snow slowly seeped in through the cracks in your puffy body suit, your scarf became a wet rag, and your fingers and toes began to turn blue from cold and wetness that permeated through the many layers of protection you had been forced to wear in order to "not catch a cold...