The SAFETY PATROLS get ambushed, too. But rules are rules, and they're not allowed to fight BACK.
And they get attacked from both SIDES. Some of the kids on my hill who get lifts home walk halfway back to school just to get their licks in.
It's supposed to snow another few inches tomorrow. I told my parents that I'm saving up for a SNOWMOBILE so getting to school isn't such a hassle on days like today.
But Mom and Dad started listing all the reasons why a middle-school kid can't have a snowmobile, and after a while I kind of tuned them out.
any time I come up wit a good idea my parents shoot it down. They did the exact same thing when I had my dog-sled idea LAST winters.
I figured if I bought a few dogs and trained them to pull a sled, getting to school in the morning would be a SNAP.
I guess my parents thought I was JOKING, though, because they told me I should go for it.
But when I used my Christmas money to buy a litter of puppies from the lady up the street Mom and Dad made me return every last one.
Tuesday
. Today reminded ne why the winter is my least
favourite time of year.
It was another snowy day, but this morning I decided to do some extra preparation to stay warm on the way to school. Dad lit a fire before he left for work, and figured I could use it to warm up my coat and boots before I put them on.
But I left my hoots too close to the fire, and he rubber soles melted into the bricks. So, when it was time to go, they wouldn't BUDGE.
Rowley was coming to get me at any minute, so I had to figure out something ELSE to wear on my feet.
I knew the Safety Patrols wouldn't let us walk in the road, and my Sneakers were gonna get SOAKED if I had to walk through the snow.
So I ereated my own SNOWSHOES out of pizza boxes and duct tape. And by the tine Rowley knocked on the door I was ready to go.
I've gotta say, my snowshoes worked even better than EXPECTED. In fact, I was moving along so fast that Rowley had trouble keeping up with me.
But, once we got to the bottom of Surrey. Street, things fell apart.
The boxes got SOGGY, and I started sinking into the snow. And then it was even WORSE than having sneakers on, because now I was dragging these wet BOXES along with me.
I knew this wasn't working, so I had Rowley try to help me pull the boxes off my sneakers. But it was practically IMPOSSIBLE, because they were double wrapped in duct tapes
Unfortunately we were right at the edge of the Guzmans' yard, and they've got about eleven dogs. The dogs were curios about what we were doing, and that wasn't helping things.
Then the dogs got AGGRESSIVE and started fighting over the pizza boxes. That's when I remembered there were a few slices of pizza still in them.
The dogs chewed up the pizza boxes and thankfully didn't take off ny FEET. We got out of there as quick as we could, but my sneakers were getting soaked in the snow.
The second I stepped onto the road, though the Safety Patrols were right there with their whistles. So I had to just suck it up and walk on the pavement.
It didn't take long for COLD to set in. It was worried I could lose my TOES if I didn't find a way to warm them up. But the school was still a long way off, and I was desperate.