“Wow”, in Auckland on June the 1’st it was as cold as antarctica, and I didn’t want to take off my warm fuzzy blanket when I was in bed. When I got to school I felt like my hands was frozen. When suddenly a wind of smoke blow me away when I was coming into class and I got more colder. Before morning tea we went for a run and when I huffed and puffed a steam of fog came out of my mouth.
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