Soooooo

In English, we had to write a mini description of either summer or winter and I chose winter.

It's terrible, but voila.

Winter steals its way up the down-trodden path, turning each leaf into unique masterpiece of nature and ice. Frost creeps up your nose, making it red, but you don't care. Winter is here. You twirl round with joy, the snow and ice crackling under your feet – like logs in an open fire, like the rustle of fallen leaves, like the unwrapping of Christmas presents on the much-awaited Christmas day.

heh