My brother Rick and I were sent to Uncle Tommie's across Little Mountain to get a goose for Christmas dinner. This long journey over the mountain was hard but worth it.
Dark clouds were forming overhead. I was expecting snow on the 1.
When we arrived, Uncle Tommie was waiting. "Boys, I'm not rushing you off," he said, "but the wind is 2.
Get the goose and go home soon."
So I took the goose and we left. Halfway up the mountain, it started snowing heavily. I held the goose3to me.
Once we reached the top of the mountain, it snowed more heavily. And the wind blew straight through my coat. I stepped in front of Rick. "You must be cold. 4your coat!"
"Are you crazy?" Rick asked. "I'll lose what little5I have!" When he saw I was6, he slowly opened his coat.
I placed the warm goose inside his coat. Rick sighed happily (舒了口气）.
On the way down, I started to shiver (发抖). Rick passed me the goose. I just stood there for a long time, warming my 7hands on his body. We took turns passing the goose between us the whole way. Finally. We got home.
Sitting at the table, we explained how the goose kept us warm. "We can't have him for dinner! He8our lives," I said.
Later, we named the goose Charley and he9his life in the yard. A life as the most important bird was fitting for our10.
