Last week, Leandra went to Canada to celebrate Christmas with her grandmother. As she was on the plane, she was excited to go hunting, but alas, it was snowing in Canada, so she could not.
As she was she was in the car on the way to her grandmother’s house, she was dying to know what else she could do instead of hunting.
So with disappointment in her voice she asked her mother, “Mom! What is there to do around here!”
“I hear there is a snowboarding place around here,” her mother said, “Maybe we could go check it out tomorrow.”
All day long Leandra was ridden with fear, she had seen in movies how bad snowboarding could be if not done correctly. She knew that if she backed that her siblings would torment her.
“I’ve got to do this!” She said in her mind.
The next morning Leandra and her family woke up bright and early to catch the snow hills at it’s best. They drove the 15-minute drive it took go to the mountains, and headed to the dreaded ride on the chair lift.
“Whoa…” She whimpered, “This hill is as tall as Mount. Everest.”
As the chair lift began to approach the large hill, Leandra began to shed a tear that she didn’t want to come out. She wiped it away and got off. Her family was having the time of their lives and didn’t notice Leandra was scared.
Even though she was scared, she gathered up the confidence that she still left in her. She tried to fight the cold that was slapping her across the face, she took a step to the front of the board, she became scared and quickly put it back, causing her to tumble down the hill like a tumbleweed.
She got back up the hill, this time instead of fear shaking through her, she had the confidence of a pro.
She looked at the hill with sass and said; “I’m gonna ride you… and you’re gonna feel some pain!”
She went down the hill screaming “AAAAHHH!” and “I HATE YOU HILLLLL!” anddd “OH NO I’M GONNA RUN INTO A TREE!!”
She never did run into a tree… But the tree was waiting for her the next time she came back up the hill.
As the thrilling ride was coming to an end, Leandra started to cry. Not because she faced her fear, but because her started stinging from when she fell earlier.
“Wow that was a breeze!” She exclaimed.
She went back up 8 more times, and the tree still never got her, even though it showed Leandra that it was alive and scared her half to death. She called it a day after that ride and went to her grandmother’s house, where they had a big feast.
A few days later, she had gathered up her stuff and went back to America. Where she had to start school… The next day!
Simile: That hill is as tall as a Mountain.
She tumbled down the hill like a tumbleweed.
Metaphor: That was a breeze.
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