24.The Snowy Day儿童绘本分享.docx

To Tick, John, and Rosalie One winter morning Peter wobe up and looked out the window. Snow had fzllen during the night. Ii cov- ered everything as fzr as lie could sec. After breakfast he put on his snowsuit and ran outside. The snow was piled up very high along the street to make a path for walking. Crunch, crunch, crunch, his feet sank into the snow. He walked with his toes pointing out, like this: in - w He walked with his toes pointing in, like that: Then he dragged his fcct s-l-o-w-l-y to make tracks. And he found something sticking out of the snow that made a new track. It was a stick — a stick that was just right for smacking a snow-covered tree. Down fell the snow — He thought it would be fun to join the big boys in t}3cir Sn Owb;i1] fi glit, bnt lie kri ew lie was ri t olC1 ciiough — not yet. So he made a smiling snowman, He prctcndcd he was a mountain-climber. He climbed up a grcat big tall heaping mountain of snow — and slid all the way down. He picked up a handful of snow — and another, and still another. He packed it round and firm and put the snowball in his pocket for tomorrow. Then he went into his warm house. He told his mother all about his adventures while she took off his wet socks. And he thought and thought and thought about them. Before he got’into bed he ked ih his pocket. His pocket was empty. The snowball wasn’t th.ere. He felt very sad. After breakfast he called to his friend from across the hall. and they went out together into the deep, deep snow.