Personal Narrative: My Snow Day

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.

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.

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.

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

To kick off National Domestic Violence Awareness Month, the Pediatric Dentistry of Ft. Myers will host unique snow-themed fundraising event on Saturday, October 1

Here in Australia, it’s winter. It’s currently warmer in the fridge than it is outside. We’ve just been blasted by a wall of frigid air straight from Antarctica, and much of the south-eastern corner of our continent has snow drifts over parts that not so long ago were baking under the hot Autumn sun. It’s not something we’re used to in Australia.

The day began like a normal summers day. I woke up and was getting ready to go outside and play bullet with friends, which is dodgeball but if a ball hits one of your limbs you lose that limb. But then my dad asked me if I wanted to go fishing out in the Mackinaw river with him and his friend. So I said yes and we got in the car and drove to his friends house.

heard that it was possible for us to get a snow day but before I went to bed I saw it wasn't even snowing so I figured we wouldn't have one. I looked out my window and saw it was super windy and snowing very hard. I got super excited since I couldn't even seen my neighbors house. Usually if we couldn't see that it meant we had a snow day. I pulled the news on my phone to check if we had a snow. First thing I saw was that over a hundred schools had one! Surely we would be one of them. I scrolled down to the bottom since Zeeland is always at the bottom. “What” I yelled inside my head. “How on earth do we not have a snow day” I thought to myself.

Of course this doesn’t apply if you are in Las Vegas but mostly for northern cities. When walking in the snow during the winter, make sure to wrap plastic grocery bags around your socks so they don’t get wet or of course you could wear boots. Wet socks can ultimately lead to pneumonia or foot fungus that will have you walking in pain with a limp if left untreated. Some homeless people can’t afford boots, so try to get free ones from the Salvation Army as they sometimes give out free winter clothes.

My ¨Adventurous¨ Snow Day was not to special at all to be honest. I woke up for school and got an email saying that I had no school that day and so I decided to go right back to sleep until about 11 o'clock. I woke up and did my daily routine and came downstairs for some breakfast and afterwards I went back to my room and played Fortnight for the next 2 and a half hours (I have no life). I put on my winter jacket and went out and walked over to my aunt's house. I stayed there for about 2 hours and then decided to start walking back when the snow got a little heavier and I stopped to get some food on the way home. When I got home I decided to lay down for a bit because I was a little tired and then I kid you not, 2 seconds later my mom

A perfect fall day would take place on a cool, Saturday evening in October. Preparations would start early in the afternoon with a visit to the store. Like a kid in a candy store, I would go through the Kroger aisles buying popcorn, s’mores supplies, and hot chocolate. I would carefully check that each white, fluffy marshmallow was not squashed and I would buy whip cream to top off each mug of rich, creamy hot chocolate. Final stop would be the big, shiny Redbox kiosk for a movie. My kids say I take forever picking a movie!

I stared out of the empty window, remembering my childhood and how happy I would be when snow would come. Now snow means winter and winter never fails to remind me of you. I remember the way you would laugh at every joke I would tell and how wide your smile would become when you heard about something you love or saw something beautiful. I blinked and was wide eyed into the snow. It was bright and seemed so beautiful, but cold to the touch. Kind of like a person.

Christmas morning 3 years ago I woke up extraordinarily early because it was Christmas. Walking into the hallway, I saw the Christmas tree all lit up with tons of presents under it all different shapes and sizes. I went to my brother’s bedroom muttering saying, “Hey wake up you sleepyhead.” Then we went downstairs and woke up our parents jumping on them. My mom’s growled “What time is it you bunch of crazy people?”

I am Camille, master of music and amateur rifle twirler. Known to the world as ‘The Smart Kid’. Snowy Anchorage is where I was born, raised by the king and queen of the David household. Accomplished in my academic scores; straight a’s for three years straight. With a score higher than needed on the language test to qualify as biliterate. I have the ability to study quickly and effectively even minutes before a test in the case that I forget about it. I am the eldest of three siblings and the only female. I am often responsible for watching over the children when the king and queen have business to attend to. Friends with students of all ages; preschool to seniors in high school, I am known as someone to rely on and tell your troubles

I got out of the car and I saw trees covered in white snow. When I smelled out of the car it was cold. It was like christmas, just that there were no decorations. It looked awesome and fun. The mountains were big and snowy. I Saw a rabbit and sled racer .I heard snow fall and it was loud. I heard wolves howling. I touched snow and it felt like ice. I tasted the snow and it was