by Jocelyn Guevara

Created on: January 17, 2010

One day, early in the morning, I awoke to the sound of snow banging against my window. A few of the town folk had been talking about how there would be a possibility of snow the day before, but I certainly hadn’t expected a blizzard. I mean, the sky had been so clear the day before! I guess that’s what happens when you spend your whole life in Phoenix, and then move to a place where snow actually does exist every now and then. Well, I was a little happy and a little scared at the same time, to be quite honest. My little brother, however, galloped around the house, joyous that he didn’t have to attend school.

“Stop running through the house!” called my mother. That statement caused my little brother to stop in his tracks and seat himself promptly on the couch. He couldn’t, however, resist giving me a toothless grin.

Just then, the phone rang.

“Hello.” My mother answered.

I heard her say a few “uh-huhs”, “yeses”, and finally a “certainly”. Then she hung up the phone.

She looked at my little brother and told him to go get a pencil and paper. Apparently, his teacher had called and asked my mom to administer a crucial lesson. It was almost the end of the school year, and it would have been bad for the students to fall behind.

As the blizzard raged on, my mother made some coffee for us, and some hot cocoa for my brother.

After awhile, my little brother looked up from his assignment. He asked my mother if he could be excused to make a trip to the bathroom. Well, of course she let him be excused. He was gone for about ten minutes. My mother began to look a little concerned, and she called for him.

From upstairs, we could hear a faint, “Uh-oh!”

My mother and I ran up the stairs to see what the matter was. Evidently, the toilet had broken. Unfortunately, we didn’t know how to fix it, and my father was attending business meetings in Boston. I knew this wasn’t good, especially after all the coffee, but at least I didn’t need the bathroom yet.

After lunch, I went up to my room. I wondered if there was anything we could do about the toilet being broken. We couldn’t leave to a public restroom, because of the snow. It seemed impossible to come up with a plan. It was then that it hit me! No, not an idea… all the coffee I had been drinking. This was bad. After a short time, I began running up and down the stairs. Just when I was completely desperate,

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