I couldn’t believe it when {{teacher’s name}} announced school was being let out early because {{large number}} feet of {{noun, plural}} had {{past-tense verb}} from the sky. “{{exclamation}}!” my classmates and I yelled. We put on our warmest {{article of clothing, plural}} and trekked out into the minus {{large number}}-degree blizzard. But soon we realized the {{noun, plural}} were completely covered with {{noun}}. I looked around and saw my friends {{verb ending in -ing}} and {{verb ending in -ing}} at the top of the hill we were on. How would we get to the bottom? That’s when I had an idea. I grabbed my {{school subject}} book and {{adverb ending in -ly}} sat on top of it. The next thing I knew, I was riding the book like a(n) {{something you ride}} down the {{noun}}. Everyone cheered as I {{past-tense verb}} past them. I would be home in no time! Suddenly a snowdrift as tall as the {{famous landmark}} appeared in front of me. I took a deep breath and {{past-tense verb}} over the snowbank, landing {{adverb ending in -ly}} like a professional {{kind of athlete}}. Who knew {{same school subject}} could be so much fun?