"One day it occurred to me that it had been many years since the world had been afforded the spectacle of a man adventurous enough to undertake a journey through Germany on foot. After much thought, I decided that I was a person fitted to furnish to mankind this spectacle. So I determined to do it. This was in March, 1878." Mark Twain, A Tramp Abroad
"What's this stuff I'm sitting on?"
"It's called snow, Penelope. Give it a try. You might like it."
"Hey mom, this stuff isn't so bad."
"See, I thought you'd like it."
"But wait, mom! My hands! They disappeared."
"Don't worry, Penelope. They're just hidden under the snow."
"Look mom! I can go fast!"
"Mom, this snow's got nothin' on me!"
"Watch out, Penelope!"
"Don't worry, mom. I'm okay."
"Look mom! I made a snow angel."
"Oh, Penelope, you are my little angel."