The first snow had fallen. Young Billy was staring out the window longingly thinking, what a shame it was, that he had to be stuck in school. Finally it's recess time, young Billy could finally go out and enjoy the snow. He and all his friends ran out rolled around in the snow. made snow angels, competed to see how far they could slide and even had a snow ball fight. It was great fun: but alas, all good times, sooner or later, as we all know, have to come to an end and so was this true at this moment. RECESS WAS OVER!!! Young Billy could not bear the thought of loosing this first snow of the year, so he took a large hand full of snow, compacted it into a tight snow ball and shoved it into his pocket. Then he happily walked into class, sat down and readied for the afternoon studies. The snowball was cold and started to melt but this didn't bother him, Young Billy was just glad to have it, but it did make it hard to focus on what was going on around him, as you can imagine. The teacher then walked up to the front of the class and posed the question "What kind of people live in Europe". Young Billy just wasn't focused on what the teacher was asking. Young Billy's friend, Johnny, who was sitting next to him, raised his hand and yelled out in a loud clear voice "EUROPEAN" Billy looked at Johnny in shock and yelled "NO I"M NOT, IT'S JUST THE SNOWBALL MELTING IN MY POCKET!!!!".