I want to post another essay here. It is actually two piece essay. It was a in class assignment and we were supposed to describe our feelings about having a very hot drink on a very cold day and a cold drink on a very hot day.
The cold is so intense that I cannot take a deep breath otherwise my lungs would hurt as if there were tiny midgets inside them and each of them is stabbing my lings with a sharp knife. Steam coming out off my nostrils freezes right away and creates a thin layer of frozen mist on my upper lip. It even clogs up the nostrils when I wait too long to take a breath. Uncovered parts of my face, a tip of my nose, a chin, and cheeks are pinched by invisible hands with very sharp nails. Even though I have four layers of clothes on, I feel that my intestines are getting frozen. When I first see a cup with steam coming from it, my soul little melts. Not much, though. My shaking hands cannot wait to hold the cup and get a warm touch. Oh, it feels so good. I carefully take a sip and it is like a miracle. I can feel my lips again, and I can feel my cheeks. When the drink comes down through my throat, those little midgets in the lungs are running away like wild horses and very calm, warm, and relaxing feeling spreads out in my belly. Now, I feel tired.
It looks like the sun never goes down. Its scorching beams are scratching me as if they are using scrubs to get under my skin. I cannot stand this heat. My head is swirling around and I see a lot of red and yellow circles in front of my eyes. To my surprise, not only is my body sweating, but also my eyes. Who would think about that? The whole body weighs thousands tons and I cannot move my legs as if there were an iron ball with chain attached to each ankle. I feel like a prisoner. Only a really cold drink can set me free. When I hold it, I enjoy its cooling feeling in my palm, but only for a very short moment. I feel like a small kid in front of a Christmas tree wanting to open its gifts as fast as possible. I take a good sip. The cold water is rushing down like a waterfall and cooling down everything it is touching. However, it is not only inside, but my whole body is submerged into falling water. What a feeling! I hear a snap pf the chains being unlocked and I'm free man again.
Those were the days
About Me
- czechkamil
- recently residing in Prague, Czechia
- I lived in the U.S.A. for 4 years. In the end of 2007 I came home to see my parents and other relatives. Unfortunately, I needed to renew my student visa to come back to the U.S. and when I applied for the visa at the U.S. Embassy in Prague, my application was denied. Now, I'm stuck in the Czech Republic. America, I miss you!