A Down South Adventure
“Good morning,” said Mr. Iceman as he waved to his neighbour, Warren, who was outside shoveling snow from his car.
“I don’t know what is so good about it,” grumbled Warren. “But then I suppose you love the snow.”
“I certainly do,” said Mr. Iceman.
“You can have it,” said Warren. “I am going down south tomorrow.”
“Down south?” asked Mr. Iceman. “What is that?”
“Not what,” said Warren. ” “Where? Down south is paradise. Hot sunny days, warm sandy beaches and palm trees everywhere.”
“I want to go down south,” said Mr. Iceman.
“I would take you with me,” said Warren. “However, I am not sure if the heat would be good for you.”
“But why not?” asked Mr. Iceman.
“What about your ability to make ice?” asked Warren, pointing to Mr. Iceman’s feet.
Mr. Iceman is a very special person. He has the ability to make ice with his feet just by walking. He doesn’t make just any ice. He makes high quality ice.
“I don’t think it would hurt any,” said Mr. Iceman. “I make ice only when it is cold. Besides, I want to go on an adventure.”
“Be ready tomorrow morning at 7 am sharp,” said Warren.
Mr. Iceman was so excited. He didn’t sleep much that night and he was standing beside Warren’s car with his suitcase in his hand at 7:00 am sharp.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” asked Warren.
“Oh yes!” exclaimed Mr. Iceman. “I do. I am so excited. I could barely sleep last night.”
“Okay,” said Warren, putting Mr. Iceman’s suitcase in the car. “Let’s get this adventure started.”
Warren drove south for several hours and slowly Mr. Iceman could feel the temperature rising. Warren kept the air conditioner on in the car but soon, it was not keeping the inside of the car cool enough. Warren could see the heat was affecting Mr. Iceman. Mr. Iceman was so determined to go on an adventure that he wasn’t going to complain.
Mr. Iceman saw a huge swimming pool when Warren pulled into the parking lot of the motel they were staying at. Mr. Iceman immediately ran for the pool and jumped in. He could feel the heat escaping his body from the top of his head. The cold water felt so cool on his skin and it was so refreshing.
Warren took Mr. Iceman to the Pacific Ocean the next day and that water was even colder than the swimming pool. Mr. Iceman loved it.
“You know,” said Mr. Iceman. “It looks like I fit right in here.”
Mr. Iceman pointed to the tank top and the brightly coloured pair of shorts he was wearing and then he pointed to most of the other people, who were wearing the same thing as he was.
“You are right,” said Warren.
Mr. Iceman and Warren had a wonderful time together. Warren tried to keep Mr. Iceman as cool as he could but nearing the fourth day there, Warren could see the heat was getting to him. He decided to cut his vacation a bit early for Mr. Iceman’s sake.
“The heat was getting to me at the end of our adventure,” said Mr. Iceman a few days after their return home.
“Yes,” admitted Warren.” That is why I cut our adventure short.”
“Thank you for that,” said Mr. Iceman. “I am glad I went though. I have never been too far from home. It was nice to go on an adventure.”
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