I can see my face in the ground , cold breeze very quiet all around it smells like wet concrete and feels like ice hanging from a branch every body warm and toasty in their homes or at school . If only it was snowing every thing is wet nothing to do except make a poem about the rain . My hands are freezing cold so I rub them together to keep them warm . Here is a photo of the Rain Please leave lots of comments . By Nicole
I really felt like I was there Nicole! Your attitude this day in class was great. I liked how you went outside and really experienced the rain. Make sure you are still checking for punctuation will you are typing and preview before you publish. :-)
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