thursday hw

Five years ago about a week before winter break my mother told me that we were going snowboarding together next time school was out for at least three days. I was so mad at her because at first I thought it was going to be ok but then everyone around me told me that going to the snow was no fun at all. They all said it was going to be so cold I was gunna freeze if I did not keep moving. And then they said snow gets everywhere, even your pants, shoes, and all over your back. And the thing I was most afraid of was freezing to death or getting lost and having the wind get in my face and burn all over my skin. Three days before the trip I thought of so many places that we could go instead of the Snowbowl. But my mom stayed steady to her idea and kept on saying i would love it but i ignored her all the way there. And I didn’t help pack much either. During the two hour trip up to Snowbowl I slept and when my mom woke me up I was like a rock. Didn’t budge until my mom told me to sit up. Then i saw all the snow outside. There was no wind, little sun and still bright, and there was the smallest amount of snow fluttering down out of the sky and landing on the car and everywhere around me. The world was truly white and I was flabbergasted. I stepped outside took my jacket off and the weather was so perfect. After that we went to the snowboard shop and fitted ourselves with rentals and snowboarded all day. The first five hours there i just kept falling whit just jeans and a long sleeve shirt on but it was so great. It was like riding on fresh powder, which it was and on my way home I slept again and it turned out to be the second best vacation ever. My #1 was in California where i learned how to surf.

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