Personal Narrative: Igloo In A Small Neighborhood

When you first wake up, make sure it’s early. Before you play in the snow, you have to celebrate because, no school! You want the first of the snow because once people have already walked all over the experience isn’t as good.

One dark, howling night in October, I was camping at Lake Greeson all alone. It was freezing. I felt as if I opened the tent there would be ten feet of snow. The campfire needed to be put out before I went to bed.

If I was trapped in a snow globe I would play in the snow. I would try to make the best of it. Then, I would try to figure out how to get out. I would bang on the glass. Maybe if I scream the glass would break. No, that wouldn't work I can't scream loud enough. But, if I dig alot I might find a way. Seven hours later……. There is no use. I’m kinda getting hungry and I don't see any food. As I’m trying to get out I see this huge person picks up the globe and starts shaking. I hold onto the tree for dear life while he is shaking the globe. Finally he puts it down. That's the story of when I got stuck in a snow

As I saw the huge pile of snow, I heard the whipping wind blowing snow in my face. I felt the plastic of my sled. As I took my feet off the ground I smelled the smell of a new winter coat. As I was flying down the hill of snow I tasted the snow flying at my face. That day I went to the fairgrounds with my mom and sister. It was about 3 days to Christmas and there was a snowstorm. Never go outside when it is 0 degrees out. I learned my lesson. That day my five senses were roused by the wind, the snow, the ice, but most of all, the cold.

Run, Stop, Walk! It was a cold Saturday morning in Italy. Once my mom told me were going dog sledding I jumped out the bed, got ready and ran straight out the door into the car, then we started driving. once we get there I admired all the dogs. I get on the dog sleigh and off I went i caught all the cold breeze! I was riding on a dog sleigh with 2 snow dogs! Brr it was ice cold. I was feeling frightened at first but then I got used to it. The next I knew I was going up hills and down hills so fast! It was like a roller coaster! (but on snow!) it felt like I was santa claus on a sleigh but no. instead I had a dog sled and instead of reindeer I had two snow dogs. I could not believe it at first. My dogs were white with orange

It was a frigid January morning I had just got back from school, I was 6 years old at the time and in first grade. My friend Frank walked over from down the street wearing his large snow jacket and fur lined snow boots. Frank was homeschooled and had already been outside for a few hours and had a shiny red nose and snow sprinkled hair, so we decided to come inside my house for a few so he could warm up. We both sat by the toasty fire while he drank his hot chocolate.

Twenty-four degrees, blizzard conditions, and warnings from every weather center to stay indoors during these sub freezing temperatures. Every New Yorker comfortably curled up in their houses with the heat blasting throughout their residence. Where was I? In Queens, New York at the foundation of the Jamaica Center subway station curled up against my parents using them as my only source of heat. Covered in newspapers and raggedy blankets, my family spent the night with no money and no place to go on that cold, hard bench. America, the land of opportunities is nothing without individual struggle. Turmoil. Poverty. Hunger. A multitude of disadvantages attributes that plagued my adolescence. Growing up, children played with toys without a worry in the world. To shield my juvenile self from financial troubles, my parents fabricated a game in which rummaging through trash while collecting and recycling

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I was spending the night at my grandma’s house, I asked her to see her snow globe collection. She said yes. So I went upstairs and tripped on something. I flicked on the lights and found a snowglobe. When I looked at it closer it looked exactly like Parkerville, where I live. I decided to give it a shake. Everything started to swirl. Then there was a bright flash.

Thud Thud Thud! We were slipping and sliding on the freezing cold ice. And snow was softly coming down. The sledding race was about to start. I was shaking I was so excited.

Beep! Beep! Beep! I wake up to an alarm screaming in my ear. I smack the alarm to shut the yelling off. It was a January day, in the middle of the cold, brutal winter. I finally got up after sitting in bed for what felt like hours, and looked outside like I do every morning. I noticed that there was no sign of grass to be seen. All that could be seen was white, frozen blanket of thick snow. I started to get ready for the school day and I just prayed that school was going to be canceled. As soon as I was fully ready I stepped outside and my food sunk down a foot and a half below the snow! I could not believe it that school was still open. As soon as I got to my car that was completely covered in snow, my mother comes out and yells that school was closed. I felt a huge wave as release and I ran back inside and went right back to sleep.

I woke to the sound of falling icicles smacking against the window. I ran downstairs, peeked out the window, and there it was snow up to my thighs. “ No, it can not be.” I thought. “I have never seen that much snow.” So I checked the window, and it was true, I was trapped in a Winter Wonderland. I could not help, but jump up and down at the thought of building my first fort. I am going to build the world’s best snow house! I screamed.

At my family's big warm log cabin in Barnes, Wisconsin is where all my family goes to hang out mainly during the winter and summer. When we go up to our cabin in the winter for Christmas we always have great times with friends and family. When we go to our cabin for Christmas it is always freezing cold outside and there is tons of pure white powdery snow outside. When we wake up to the cold chill running down our backs we go downstairs to find my grandma make all of us warm delicious pancakes. After we are all done eating are warm and delicious pancakes we all get ready in our big puff warm jackets and snow pants to go out the this giant 35 foot sledding hill we go to every year. We all are having a wonderful time in the freezing white powdery

igloo [Credit: © Fred Bruemmer]temporary winter home or hunting-ground dwelling of Canadian and Greenland Inuit (Eskimos). The term igloo, or iglu, from Eskimo igdlu (“house”), is related to Iglulik, a town, and Iglulirmiut, an Inuit people, both on an island of the same name. The igloo, usually made from blocks of snow and dome-shaped, is used only in the area between the Mackenzie River delta and Labrador where, in the summer, Inuit live in sealskin or, more recently, cloth tents.

A few years ago, I went sledding on a freezing cold day. After getting back from sledding, I went to open the garage door, it didn't work. I didn't even have a key! My mom, dad, and brother went shopping. Just my sister was home, and of course, she was sleeping. I had no way to get in! I was stuck outside in a blizzard. All that I had was my snow gear, a sled, a basketball left from Autumn, and a few rocks in our front yard.