And Snowball : The Story Of Snowball

I created the tagline “It keeps rolling downhill…” because the story ultimately is wrapped around Dunstan Ramsay’s life and ever since he was a ten year old boy on that one winter evening throwing snowballs with his friend Percy everything started to go downhill for Dunstable. I feel like one of the biggest themes in this novel is wrapped around that individual snowball that Percy threw at Dunstan which he ducked and hit Mrs Dempster on the back of the head. Which is mentioned several times throughout the novel. As later discussed in the novel Boy had put a stone in that very snowball aimed towards Dunstan. “It is the stone you put in the snowball you threw at Mrs Dempster” [187]. That is why the poster background is in the winter with two

POW! At what seems like 100 miles per hour it hits you! The cold snow running down your back, chills form on your arm. Then, another one! Quickly you dodge it, then grab your own and send it flying back. Wow, you think, snowball fights are extreme. This snowball fight was the best I ever had. We were throwing snowballs across the street, hitting houses and laughing as we do so.

In the time the men were gone, Snow White had apparently just gotten into another fight with her “evil stepmom”. I really don’t know what’s so evil about this woman, but Snow really can’t complain until she’s taken a walk in my shoes. Being the whiny little brat that she is, Snow was running through the woods crying her eyes out just hoping someone would find her and give her just an ounce of attention. Poor girl. By the way things looked it was apparent she had no intentions of returning home, and with no one in sight she propped up against a large tree stump in defeat. When she leaned up against the wood though, it caved in and she fell into the middle of what she had thought to believe was a normal every day stump. Shocked and amazed at what she found inside, Snow decided to just make herself at home, because that’s princess etiquette.

“I knew you couldn’t resist the temptation of the Ice big brother,” Isabelle said confidently. She placed her hands on her hips. Alec rolled his eyes at his sister and skates past her not as gracefully as he could have been, making Izzy laugh.

As the last days of winter came, Mr. Snow was now just a pile of lumpy, lifeless, dead looking pile of white snow on the ground. I just sat there looking at him not saying a word. Charlie was there with me looking sad and mourning the loss of our snowman that we built. It was fun while it

waves. He looked around again at the ice and snow. “Wow” and “brrr” was all he could say.

The smell of popcorn filled the spring air. I was running as fast as I could, there was no stopping me. The pitcher threw the baseball to second base as I started to race to home base. Voices of cheering and screaming of excitement filled my ears, motivating me to run faster. I stared at the catcher with confidence in my eyes, seeing his glove in the air, ready to catch the ball. He was too late, my foot touched the bag before it reached his glove. My best friend Olivia on the team ran over to me and gave me a hard high five. The rest of my team tackled me with joy. Olivia and I are the only girls on the team yet we are some of the best players they have. As we said good game to the other team, a feeling of being watched struck me. I turned my head to see a

Frost was still a bit angry, but calmed enough to listen to him in his near-hysterics. Frost, in the manner of a peace offering, offered to share the rabbit, to which Mold agreed. They began to talk, and Frost found herself laughing as Mold gestured enthusiastically, food still in mouth, as he told some grand tale of a foolish mouse mistaking a resting cat for a hiding place; cats of the Great Cold, are, after all, generally lacking in the humor department. Mold, to whom no one really paid any mind to, was ecstatic to find such an enraptured audience, and suggested a second meeting here, and Frost agreed. They fell for each other over many meetings and the course of

Finally they got dressed again for snowmobiling, and as soon as they were done they left and drove the snowmobiles to the lake, and this time all of the snowmobiles were running. When they got there they headed towards the party in oshkosh and it was 2:12 pm, it was really fun on the ride there because we were snowmobiling with there friends and his dad and brother. I was riding with my dad because I was only 9 years old and me and my dad were the fastest because we had the fastest snowmobile.

He went over to the bear and hugged it. The bear must have brought him all that fish to eat. He thought to himself, Oh, what a nice bear. Adam named him Grizz. Grizz and Adam became best friends and lived happily ever

Once successfully capturing her and leaving Icicle to own up to her mistakes, Winter and his friends journey to locate Hailstorm. Through a sequence of confrontations and twists, he

When he came back to Animal Farm, on the first night he came to the barn, and that was right then. The animals then explained to Snowball their plan for digging their way out of the barn and to freedom. Snowball loved the idea and said that he would stay in the barn all week this week and help dig the hole. Snowball said that with what they already had done and his help they should be done by the end of the week. He said that he has already made some rooms for the animals for Animal Farm to stay in once they got out,

Then they went back outside, bringing with them candy for the face and a carrot, a hat, and a scarf. They both put on the candy, carrot, scarf, and hat. Suddenly, Laura said, “There is something missing on the snowman.”

Ice king: That’s sad. . . But still I will transform you into ice! Hahahahaha! Gunther baby, get daddy’s coat.

By the time Nora had given up trying to reach him, Snowball had already gotten out. Nora decided to try and run from the back door and catch Snowball, but when Nora ran out of the house, Snowball wasn’t there anymore. Nora started crying and whimpering his name, but it was no use, she knew that she would never see snowball again. The next day, Nora printed out posters that her puppy was missing. She went outside to hang them up where other people could see them.