Snowball

spent a lot of time outside. The air was biting at our noses, and snowmen with orange noses and piles of snowballs behind snow walls littered the area. Snowballs zoomed across the yard, occasionally decapitating a snowman, or exploding on someone's jacket. I threw my hardest snowball, aimed directly for someone’s back. As he reached down to get another snowball, the snowball kept going. My snowball had shattered a window. Everyone quickly dispersed and ran to the end of the street, and met up. I was

like 100 miles per hour it hits you! The cold snow running down your back, chills form on your arm. Then, another one! Quickly you dodge it, then grab your own and send it flying back. Wow, you think, snowball fights are extreme. This snowball fight was the best I ever had. We were throwing snowballs across the street, hitting houses and laughing as we do so. Running in the snow we began the fight! Each team building a snow fort bigger and better than the other teams. Unfortunately in all of

day, my friend, Scarlett, and I were getting ready to have a fun snowball fight. We are outside in the big snow pile in my front lawn and we decide to start building our snow wall to be protected by the snowballs. Every year we have a snowball fight in one of our lawns. It is kind of our tradition because we do it every year. “Hey, Scarlett, we should put the snowballs we make on a sled so they don't roll away. When we need a snowball, we just grab them from the sled. What do you think?” I smiled

State of Research on the "Snowball Earth Hypothesis" The "Snowball Earth Hypothesis" also known as the "Varangia glaciation" is a hypothesis presented in 2001 by Geologist Paul Hoffman. (Wikipedia, 2002) The hypothesis purposes that 540 million years ago during the Neoproterozic, a meter thick of ice covered the oceans and glaciers the continents for 100 million years. Albedo; when ice and snow reflect solar radiation into space, in absents of greenhouse gases, which don't exist within

always be honest. It was a snowy, January afternoon several years ago when my brother and I were playing in the snow at my grandparent’s house. I was digging in a massive mountain of snow. I was trying to make a snow bunker for a later planned snowball fight against my big brother. When through the white cascade, I saw a small speck of orange in the sea of white. To my surprise, I dug up a miniature pumpkin that had been withered by the

tired!” screamed Icicle, “Can we go home!” “Fine, mister whiny mic whine whine. We will,” shouted Icicle’s brother Snowball. The two brothers walked back to their tiny little cave home. Icicle smiled as he walked. Even though his feet were sore he jumped around gleefully. Icicle was only one year younger than Snowball but, he was very tiny compared to his big brother. Snowball always teased him about his size or anything really. Icicle always ignored these comments. That night, after

her face bland, looking as if she might fall over from the cold. We made a base with snow in the back of the yard and started to roll out first snowball until it got huge. Soon, we had rolled it so much that it was knee high and that's when we realized that we would have to move it across the yard. No one could barely see it! We took the huge snowball and rolled it across the yard and we realized that this was going to be a big

the radio out of its place in the closet and commenced the party. ***** Some time afterwards, the bell rang for recess and the children scrambled outside into the snow. At Sheamus’s request, it was quickly decided that they would have an all-out snowball war. Teams were hastily selected and bases speedily built. The small Kindergarten armies squatted behind monstrous mounds of snow and secretively plotted war strategies. Finally, the time came to strike. Everyone rushed out onto the battlefield

In recent years, people everywhere have started to question and criticize zero tolerance policies. People are beginning to realize that zero tolerance policies (as strict as those practiced now) do not belong in universities or colleges. Students do not benefit from these policies and are often hurt by them. This happens through students being punished for minuscule acts, disproportional punishments, and the schools’ obliviousness to the plethora of other less abrasive options available. With these

Olivia slammed the door to her log cabin in Lake Tahoe, she had seen Brooke in the cabin next to hers. Olivia hated Brooke. Her family had lots of money so she would get everything she wanted. Olivia wanted that necklace she’d always seen Brooke wear since her birthday. “I need her necklace! The gold and the diamonds look so good!” Olivia told her brother Simon. “I don’t get why you hate Brooke but at the same time want to be her.” Simon replied. “Jesus Simon! You don’t understand me, you never