In Grades 6 and 7 on Lulu Island, I adored Tolkien's fantasy books. When snowy winter came, the canals by the streets near my school were frozen into ice. I ventured to walk on the ice, and often it cracked under my running shoes. There was cold water underneath. I imagined that my exploration was like living in Tolkien's Middle-earth. I was like a Hobbit or an Elf.
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