It was a bright winter morning on Via Pesaro
Avenue. As I shovelled snow from my sidewalk, I could see car windows
and rooftops carrying slushy, slippery snow. When children walked by me,
I could hear jaws and teeth tremble from the coldness in the air. The
snow was quite slippery that day, and the wind was very breezy. As you
walked out of your house, you would immediately slip onto your bottom.
It was like roller skating for the first time. If you opened a window,
you would fly like an angel. Although my bones felt frozen, I felt good
at the same time because I always enjoy seeing the snowflakes drizzling
down from the sky.
One of my neighbors is Mr. Martinez. He was shovelling his sidewalk
across the street. Sometimes he can be very irritable, and sometimes
he’s the happiest man on earth. It’s like flipping a coin to know
whether he’s happy or not. He has white fuzzy hair that looks like
skinny worms. He wears big elephant pants, and this morning his eyes
seemed to be saying “I’m feeling crabby today... just leave me alone!” I
knew that the best thing to do was to simply smile and wave to him.
“Good morning Mr. Martinez.”
When I finished shovelling snow I decided to walk to my best friend
Gaby’s house. As I approached her house, I noticed blooming Maple trees
and red brick sidewalks covered with cracking ice.
“This ice feels very slippery,” I thought to myself.
I could also feel the wintery freezing air blowing in my face. It was so
cold that I could barely feel my hands due to frostbite. I almost turned
around to go home until I realized I had a second pair of gloves in my
Eventually I bumped into a grumpy old lady that goes by the name “Aunty
Mia.” She has as many wrinkles on her neck and face as a pit bull. She
has blue eyes that look like ocean waves, and white hair that looks like
vanilla frosting. She always wears the same old long sleeved shirt with
daisies that she got many years ago for Christmas. Her eyes seemed to be
saying “I think I need to buy some new clothes.” I went back to give her
clothes that my mother had donated to her.
Although I didn’t have time to visit my friend Gaby, I was able to have
fun meeting interesting people in my neighborhood and enjoying a winter