Mount Everest.


Icy winds blow into my face.  The sky is a clear light blue with not a cloud to be seen.  I stab my jet black pick into the white fluffy snow.

My orange tent with a black zip is keeping me nice and warm.  My black laced boots are the perfect type of boots for the frozen icy Mount Everest.  The rocky face is so scary lucky I am a brave man.

By Bella and Awatea..