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This Is More a Story Than a Poem On the School's Field

When i think of schools feled i always think of the winter days with your mates in the snow,wind and rain the best bit is the snow making snow balls and throing them at techer. having fun making snow men on sliding on ice having hot chocolate, but then again some people hate winter when it snows rain and very high winds so they huddle together like penguinsin thire black and white uniform they hate the snow balls hitting them in the face and slipping on ice and hurting themselves but the best bit is getting your mates i rember those days and at a few acasions it has bean an oceon of mud and a copple of island of children huddeld aganest the coled. ow year and getting snow of thechers cars to make big snowballs it is yousaly veary coled and windy CAN YOU REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME YOU MADE A SNOW MAN A SNOWBALL SNOW ANGELS YOUR HANDS GETTING NUME SLIDING ON ICE ? I CAN CAN YOU ? BY JAMES CHRISTIAN

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