A Perfect Christmas!

A perfect Christmas starts off with Christmas eve sledding with my family and friends! Every single year, on Christmas eve usually in the afternoon, my family and I, drive up to crystal mountain to an amazing sledding hill, and we meet up with some friends to make it more fun. Its always a great time for everyone. Multiple activities go on up there such as intense sledding with my brothers, making delicious hot coco, making snow angels, and most of all making enormous jumps at the bottom of the hill to take with our sleds, which makes it just that much more fun. That's just one thing about my perfect Christmas. After our sledding, and we usually stay up there for about four or five hours, just my family goes home and gather around the towering bright Christmas tree, and every kid I'm my family picks one present of their choice under the tree, and they get to open it, it is a very exciting time for everyone. At the same time were having amazing hot chocolate, and all having a great time with each other.



Once everyone settles down after opening a present and what not, it is always the hardest to sleep on Christmas eve knowing that the next morning is Christmas, just that unforgettable feeling. Once you finally fall asleep, no matter how early your little brother and sister wake you up, it feels like you just had the best sleep of your life. In the morning you wake up to your little brother and sister jumping on you and screaming at the top of their lungs. As soon as you get woken up by them, you know its Christmas and you get that feeling in your stomach and you jump straight up to your feet. Bolting up the stairs in excitement wanting to open all your presents. When i get up there my whole family is waiting around the tree for me, even my older brother who usually sleeps in on Christmas. As soon as I got there, my mother said the three words we were all waiting for "Let's get started!" Since we all take turns opening the presents my little brother and sister went first. We all got what we wanted from "Santa" and that made us all very happy considering my younger siblings don't usually like what they get, no matter what they asked for, they always freak out. Another thing we do, is after we eat breakfast, and open presents, we go Our Christmas breakfast is always the best one of the year because my mother makes her famous fluffy golden pancakes, which are the best! With golden maple syrup and piles of whip cream on top of the pancakes. They just make Christmas that much better.

Theres just one more thing on Christmas day that me and my brother do to make it allot more fun. My brother and I drive down to the Shannon lake, and we go for a skate, because the lake always freezes over the winter, and its such a cool experience to skate outdoors on a pond, and bring hockey stuff, such as a net, stick and skates. The feeling knowing that its Christmas makes it allot more fun, and that's pretty much my perfect Christmas!

how to make macaroni and cheese.

First of all, you have to go to the store and buy a box of macaroni and cheese. After that you open the box from the top. Once you have the mac and cheese, you go into your kitchen. Then you take out pot and fill the pot with warm water. Next, you turn the stove on and put the pot on the stove. After that, you take out the packet of cheese from the box and poor the noodles into the pot of water. Once the noodles are in the pot and the stove is on, you let it cook until the water starts boiling, which usually takes about seven minutes. The next step is to get out a strainer and hold it above your sink. Once the water is boiling, you can dump the water and noodels from the pot into the strainer so the water all leaks out, and it will just be water. After it is just noodles in the strainer , poor the noodels back into the pot. Next, you take the packet of cheese that was in the box and poor it into the pot of noodles. Now, you take out milk, take off the lid of the milk, and poor just a little into the pot of noodles and cheese. After that, take out a spoon, and mix the cheese milk, and noodles together for about one minute. Now your done! Now you eat it...

unreal house

First of all, I would want my house to be gigantic. For location, I would want my house to be right along the ocean, so I have a beautiful view of the ocean, and would be able t go to the beach whenever I would want to, which would be a dream come true. For floors, I would want 4 of them. Four fantastic floors, but I would want every floor to be gigantic which makes my house enormous, the way I like it. I would want a huge pool in the backyard, even know we have the ocean, I would want a enormous pool, almost like a mini lake in my backyard, heated for when its colder. Also a hot tub right beside the pool, for relaxing time. At the very top of the fourth floor, I would want a huge room, in fact the biggest in the whole house, a glamerous groovy gaming room. Instead of hiking up all those stairs to he fourth floor and back down, I would like an elevator built, so there are no stairs at all in the house. Instead of the outside of the house looking really new, I would want my house to look like an amazing ancient looking house, to make it look classy. The thing I would want the most, would be a long narrow patio, surrounding the whole house, so that you could walk around the whole house on the deck. Also the beautiful big brown deck would look great on a classy ancient house. For bathrooms, I would want one bathroom on each floor, which adds up to four fancy fabulous bathrooms. Also, for just rooms, just actual bedrooms, for my family and also guest rooms, I would want ten tremendously tall rooms in total, not including tv rooms, computer rooms, and all kinds of other rooms. That its pretty much how would want my house to be designed, and worry about furniture and stuff when the house is actually built!

NO VOICE :(

I have no idea how this happened, im panicking. This morning I woke up, and something was wrong, something that has never happened before. I had no voice. I kept trying and trying to talk, but my body would just not let me. I was scampering around my bed, yelling, actually I was trying to yell, but I could not! I quickly jolted down the stairs, jumping three at a time. As I ran into the kitchen I began to remember nobody in my family was home, everyone was at work., and my little brother and sister were at there friends house for a sleepover. I was confused, I had no idea what to do, I couldnt phone anyone, because I couldnt talk! Also I could not text anyone because my cellular device was dead, and I lost the charger for it. I was hooped. I had nothing to do. I thought to myself "What am I going to do with no voice?"

I sat there for about twenty minutes on my bed, staring at the ceiling thinking about what I'm going to do. My parents get off in about an hour, so I could wait until then. It was the longest hour of my life, easily. It was 3'oclock, and my parents got off at 2:30. My mother walked into the door,

"Mother we have to go to the doctor!" I yelped.


But sadly nothing came out, it felt like something did, but my mother just sat there expecting to hear something, but she didnt. I was freaking out, no matter how hard I tried, no matter how "loud" I yelled, nothing would come out of my mouth! Nothing like this had ever happened to me. I scurried out the door running my fastest, and started sprinting down the stree in frusteration. I was sprinting my hardest, and all of a sudden went flying thru the air, I tripped on a pothole in the road, next thing I know I was laying in the middle of the road, I think I twisted my ankle. I tried putting pressure on it, but I couldnt get up. I was in trouble. There was a enormous semi truck coming, I tried crawling out of the way. It was too late!

Bam! I hit my head on the top of my bunk bed. It was all a dream.

Devil or Angel?!

Prospera Arena, in Kelowna is where this took place, the biggest hit of my life. The game started at 6:30PM, vs Kelowna. Friday night games were my favourite, by far because you don't have to wait all day for the game, you can leave right after school, definitely the best. I arrived at the colossal arena at about 5:30 considering we have to be there an hour before the game starts, time to get ready and get warmed up before the game. 6:30 came around pretty fast as I got dressed and laced up the skates. I was getting pretty amped with the boys right before we went on the ice, the coach came in and gave us the prep talk to get us even more amped. He really wanted to win. Next thing I know i was doing circles with my team on the ice, in warm-up. I felt better than I'd ever felt in warm-up, I had a great feeling about this game. Warm-up was done, and we all gathered around the net for the team cheer, it was for sure louder then Kelowna's cheer, and that's how it usually goes. We all lined up for the very anticipated opening face-off. Powerfully, relentlessly, and consistently describes how they came at us to start the game. The first period was very fast pace, and came to an end very quickly. We all hudled around the benchy for our coach to give us a speech. Next thing I know were lined up for the faceoff to start the second period, and this was the period where it all happened, the biggest hit of my life occured. About seven minutes into the second period, we had great pressure deep down in their zone, when they attempted to break out of the zone, number eleven tried getting a pass right up the middle, he had his head down, looking back at the puck waiting for it to come. It almost seemed like it was all in slow motion, I was thinking wether to step up and destroy him, or just take the one on one and play it safe. All of a sudden, a devil appeared on my left shoulder,

"Step up! Crush him!" Yelled the Devil.

All of a sudden, this time an angel popped up on my right shoulder,

"No dont, let him be and play it safe!" Mumbled the angel quietly.

Everything was rushing to my head, I didnt know what to do. I made a desicion. I stepped up, the guy didnt know it was coming, and BOOM! Solid shoulder to chest, the guy went flying right on his butt, everyone in there breath in the stands, and then a big roar came from the fans, it was a yard sale. His gloves and stick went flying. As soon as I hit him, the whistle went, not for a penalty but because we all knew he was injured. A guy from the other team came and punched me in the face, and a little bruhaha ensuid, but i skated to the bench, it took him about three minutes to get up while everyone congratulated me on the bench. This hit impacted the whole game. We won the game 5-1 and it was probably the best game I have ever played. Everyone was chearing about the hit in the lobby after the game, I will never forget this day and that hit, best day of my life.

pit meneuver;

"The pit meneuver" occured in Sumas, at my friends grandma house, which is in America. "The pit meneuver was a inside joke between me and my friend. Right across the road from his grandmas house, which we were staying at for a week, there was a go kart place, and we wanted to go really bad. My friend ann I actually spent hours scrounging around the house for loose change, considering it was only four dollars per person. After the excausting search, we found excactly eight dollars! We've been wanting to go as soon as we got to the house, and now we found the money, it felt like we won the lottery! Jeff quikly told his mother we were heading across the street to the go karts, as I bolted out the door to get a head start on Jeff.

As we approached the big sign saying "Sumas Go Karts", I was getting pretty amped.

"Are we going to race?" Jeff snickered.

"Obviously!" I laughed.

I found that pretty funny that Jeff thought he would easily beat me, becuase he wouldnt. We quickly jumped into the line, as Jeff continued to joke with me about beating me, I found it pretty amusing. After the longest ten minutes of our lives, we finally reached the front of the line. Jeff handed the guy the ticket, as did I, as we scampered over to the best karts, which were at the front of course, because we wanted to get out there first. We anxciously waited for the green light to go off to signal the start.

Red. Yellow. Green, and we were off to the races! The first lap Jeff and I were neck and neck the whole time! We were both going as fast as these cheap racing karts could go, it was amazing. Just as we passed the starting line to start our second lap, he pulled away a little bit, probably because he took better turns. We could only do five laps, that was the rule. Another big rule was no contact with other karts, and I think I broke that rule. The fourth lap came around and Jeff was still in front of me by a little bit. I kept thinking about when he kept bragging that he'll beat me, I couldnt let that happen! We were on our last lap now, and I started to panic. I sped up as fast as I could go. It was the last lap and we were coming close to the finish line! I was losing, and didnt have any other choice, but the pit meneuver! I knew we couldnt make contact with other players, but I couldnt lose to Jeff! I got as close as I could to him, and I was to the right of him. I turned the wheel as hard as I could to the left, right into his back wheel! He spun out right before the finish line, and suprisingly we both passed the finish line as the excact same time.

As soon as both are cars stopped spinning, and stopped completely, the guy who ran the go-karts came running and screaming.

"No contact with other karts" Yelled the guy.

"Sorry, I didnt mean too" I softly said.

Jeff and I quickly got out of the karts thinking we were in trouble and scampered out of the gate without saying anything else to the old man. It was a great time overall, and we couldnt wait until we got home to tell everybody about our great time.

Breakfast of Champions

I jumped up on to the tall ancient chair infront of the enormous table. I took a hard long look at the thick, juicy waffles soaking in maple syrup. The thick maple syrup over flowing like a volcano erupting. Three delicious looking waffles stacked up on eachother one by one, as I grab a big shiny fork with my right hand, and a sharp knife with my left. I have not took my eyes off the wonderful waffles this whole time, as I dig the knife and fork in to the thick waffles, my mouth trembles as I hear the crunch noise of the knife and fork going right through the golden looking waffles.

The first bite is always the best, as the same in this story. As the large first bite travelled in my mouth. This was the best breakfast of my life, easily. Half way done, I grabbed the whip cream bottle, shook it and released it like a dog off his leash, the white thick whip cream cam pooring out in a swirly shape all over the waffles, making them look that much better. That first bite with the whip cream was like heaven, as I continue to chomp down the rest of the outstanding waffles.

The last bite was a struggle, considering I was stuffed as can be, but from that day on, I had never ever had a breakfast as good as this one.

The "tattoo"

The wicked greenish yellow tattoo was on his left thick musculiar bicept. A large dangerous dragon covering his whole large bicept, the greenish fire breathing dragon blowing out burning yellow fire balls. The long skinny tail of the monterous dragon unraveling as the electric fire balls sweep away the enemy of the frightening dragon.

where am I ?

I am.. In the country of Canada which is one of the biggest countries in the world. And in that country of Canada, is the province of British Columbia, is where i am. In the province of British Columbia, is towns and I am in the town of Westbank. Right now, I am in Glenrosa, a large neighbour hood with a Middle School, and an Elementary School. I am in that Middle School, in Glenrosa. In Glenrosa Middle school, I am on the 3rd floor, which is the highest floor in the whole entire school. On that 3rd floor, the classroom that I am in is at the end of the hallway, room #322 to be excact. In that classroom #322, there are five rows of seats where everyone sits. I am located in the fourth row, also the fourth seat from the far left. That is where I am located on earth.

8 arms..?

8 arms would work to your advantage probably most of the time, and I think it would make your life alot more fun. First of all, doing chores such as cleaning your room would be so much easier with eight hands than two. You could grab alot more things at once, you could grab garbage with one arm, grab clothes with another, and also vacuum with another.
You could also have a huge advantage playing sports, especially basketball, because you could steal the ball away from another player and it would be so much easier with eight hands. Also football because you could protect yourself with all your other hands.