Snowball fight

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. Running in the snow we began the fight! Each team building a snow fort bigger and better than the other teams. Unfortunately in all of that chaos my team accidentally built our fort in the neighbor's yard! Luckily, we fixed their yard up before they got home. Before we knew it the fight began, and I was the first

day, my friend, Scarlett, and I were getting ready to have a fun snowball fight. We are outside in the big snow pile in my front lawn and we decide to start building our snow wall to be protected by the snowballs. Every year we have a snowball fight in one of our lawns. It is kind of our tradition because we do it every year. “Hey, Scarlett, we should put the snowballs we make on a sled so they don't roll away. When we need a snowball, we just grab them from the sled. What do you think?” I smiled

colder and unpredictable. It could snow one day, freeze overnight and become ice. You must watch out while driving and walking because you might slide. But there is nothing like building a snowman on the school playground or even having a big snow ball fight with your friend. As a kid living in Texas we didn’t get much snow, but when we did we got the best out of it. We would go outside for recess after lunch and make snow angels and throw snow at the teachers. We didn’t have a care in the world. Eventually

first, One morning me and my mom went outside and made a snowman and we found a blue snowflake. I named my snowflake smokey. Her personality is sweet nice and always helpful. She has blue eyes and she love Jordan's. Her favorite color is blue. She has bright and shiny eyes . Smokey feels happy because of her friends. Her house is made of snow balls and it has snow flakes all over it . second, Smokey lives in the forest with the other snowflakes and snow is everywhere there

“Who wants to try some of my hot chocolate?” asked Master Cake, walking towards Danny, who was building a snowman in the middle of the yard. “I do!” shouted Danny, waving his hand in the air. Master Cake walked towards him. Suddenly, he slipped on an icy patch of snow. Trying to stay standing, he slid around, looking like a flamingo trying to walk on a frozen lake. Danny laughed taking the steamy mug when his dad slid by. “Dad, look out!” warned Danny and cringed when Master Cake plowed into the

Now for the fun part once he made his way outside we all went crazy on him! We were all throwing him snowballs and before u know it he was all completely covered of snow. Good thing my brother had extra pijamas that way my uncle didn't have to be damped and there was just a person less for me to win the pijama competition! Once all that happened we all went

awesome snowball fights. The more neighbors you have, the better the day. It’s always nice to have a hot drink when you come in from the cold and hot chocolate is perfect. So, ask your parents if they can make some hot chocolate that will be ready as soon as you come in from your snow day. I always make sure that they put a ton of marshmallows in mine, so that the hot chocolate will be ten times better. A competitive snowball fight is the typical snow day activity. Don’t do the fight late in the

share with both friends and family. For me building a snowman is a great way to spend time with my siblings and keep active during the colder months. You can become a professional snowman builder through the simple tasks of preparing, building the snowballs, touching up, and decorating. The first step to building a snowman would be preparation. Preparing can result in being more efficient with time. Plus, it can also help with the finished product becoming more successful. To prepare you to need to

always be honest. It was a snowy, January afternoon several years ago when my brother and I were playing in the snow at my grandparent’s house. I was digging in a massive mountain of snow. I was trying to make a snow bunker for a later planned snowball fight against my big brother. When through the white cascade, I saw a small speck of orange in the sea of white. To my surprise, I dug up a miniature pumpkin that had been withered by the

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