Saturday 1 August 2015

It Was a Cold Morning

It was a cold morning.
I couldn't get up. My legs were too cold to get up.
My fingers were freezing like ice.
I got out of bed. I got ready for school. When I got to school, it was freezing. I went to the playground. I touched the ladder. It was freezing cold. The bell rang. We all went to class.
Later on, we played touch. It was fun and warm.

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