One day while we were in Canada I was walking with my cousin, who was telling me about the blizzards they have. When he looked up at the sky, he exclaimed, "By Jove, it looks as if we're going to have one now! Come on, let's get everything into the barn."

I asked if it were that bad, when suddenly a great wind came up and a fierce snowstorm began. "Quick", said my cousin, "We've got to run and get in the house. Keep following me."

For a little while I could see him but then the storm got worse and I lost sight of him. I could not see anything. I was so frightened and out of breath that I did not know whether to stop and wait for help or keep running. Then I heard a chicken and I knew that it musty have come out of the yard, so I figured that I must be near the farmhouse. I ran in the direction I heard the chicken. I kept running 8until suddenly I heard some voices. They were scolding my cousin for not taking better care of me. I shouted, "Here I am", as loud as I could for I was weak from running. When they got to me I told them it was not my cousin's fault. After I got into the house I said that a chicken had helped me find the way.