Lisa - Li Lin - #0505020100

Can you imagine this: more than 4 people going down the road arm in arm, walking just 1 meter in half a minute and that is not the only group. They all try their best to walk carefully. Most cars stop by the side of the road. The Police use gestures to keep the traffic moving along the street and soldiers from other cities shovel ice and snow hard and quickly. This was not my imagination but a real thing that happened in my life only one and half month ago. I saw the scene on television. When I first saw it, I said to my sister “This is great fun”. “No! It isn’t fun. Because you were not there, you couldn’t realize the difficulties they had experienced”. Indeed, she was right. I shouldn’t have said that. Though the storm didn’t take me much incontinence, I couldn’t have neglected the feelings of others, some of whom were caught between two fires.

Beyond question, the storm of this year was the worst in my lifetime. My first feeling was being cold. At the beginning, it didn’t snow, but rained. For several days it just rained and the streets were covered with ice. If you didn’t look out you may fall on the ice. In this kind of situation, most of us would choose to stay at home. Undoubtedly, it’s a wise decision. My house had no heating units. Though all the doors and windows had been closed, there was still wind from somewhere. The north wind set me shivering. Jumping or doing some exercises is useless. I spent two thirds of a day in my bed. Because there was an electric blanket to keep me warm and at that time I was very thankful for Benjamin Franklin.

Before the Spring Festival, Mom had to go to work using a bicycle. But during those days she couldn’t ride because of the ice. So she gave up the bike and went to her workplace on foot. The rain lasted 3 to 4days before it started to snow. A heavy snow lay on the street in front of my house; it had been more than 10centimeteres deep. The leaders of the village scattered much salt before dawn and shoveled snow. My Mom could now ride to work, but the street in front of my house was difficult to walk or to ride on. The worst thing was that there were a few steps to climb before she got to the street. So someone needed to help my Mom push the bike.

Nevertheless, the temperature was often under 0 degrees centigrade in the early morning. “Every man is his own worst enemy”. It’s hard for me to get up early and I fought myself for a long time. Finally, I won. “Mom, let me help you”, I said after I had put my clothes on. “What did you get up so early for? I can manage it myself. Go back to your bed and you can sleep a little more.” “Well, I’ve already gotten up. Let’s go”, I insisted. Then we set out. Mom held the handlebar and I pushed the bike from the back. After a few seconds, I shouted “Mom, are you all right? Should I change positions with you”? “No, I can do it”. Then we went ahead.

At last we succeeded getting to the street. And Mom went to work safely which made me happy.

In those days, most of the time I stayed at home, and so I didn’t have many chances to see the outside world myself. But from the news reports I learned what kind of damage the storm had caused and how much our country had lost. And I also believe that we must conquer it in the near future.