One cold day in Iceland, Arna and her twin brother Stefán were prepping to have epic snowball fight. They had everything from ammo to the forts, and Hunter (their dog) was already licking the snow out of impatience. However, just as they started a huge gale force wind blew everything away! It was a giant snowstorm coming towards their town, and in the process it flattened the watchtower out in the east. The sharp wood got swept up in the storm and started to pelt the ground, fast! Hunter took one look at the giant snowstorm and immediately ran for shelter, but the children held their ground.
“What do we do Arna?” Stefán asked, but the wind was so high that he had to yell again, “What do we do?!”
“I don’t know yet, but… can you go grab that torch for me?” his sister replied pointing to a torch that hadn’t gone out like the others. “I have an idea”.
But just as Stefán grabbed it the wind seemed to know that they were trying to put the snowstorm out and directed a cold wind at the boy and almost blew the flame out. He quickly ran over to his sister saying, “I hope you know what you’re doing, because I don’t!”
“Oh, trust me I do not, but an idea is an idea so this might work,” was the answer from the cautious twelve-year-old.
They both ran towards the snowstorm until they were fifty feet away. Arna closed her eyes and circled her arms over the flame and started to make the flame turn into a fire that was as big as ten football fields. It wouldn’t even count as being called a fire anymore. Arna had turned it into a firestorm!
She could feel her face getting warmer and warmer as the fire grew but even turning her head away from the growing fire wouldn’t cool down her face. She had to take the risk. When the firestorm was almost as big as the snowstorm she told her brother, “Stefán, go find everyone that is still outside and tell them to hide!” She paused and then added, “If you can find Hunter too that would make me feel a lot better. I’m giving you three minutes, and when you’re finished hide yourself too”. When the the three minutes were up Arna walked a few feet away keeping her concentration on the firestorm, letting it loose, melting and destroying the ginormous snowstorm. Arna had to run in the middle of the destruction to an abandoned hut where she found Hunter and Stefán, and they waited it out together.
After the storms destroyed each other and the villagers came out of their cabins, the twins sat down and Stefán said “Well, how about that? That was awesome by the way. Can we continue the- hmmm…maybe would you rather build an igloo?”
“Totally. Whatever you want I just need one se- Hey!”
Stefán had thrown a snowball at her and then started running away laughing and shouted, “Never mind snowball fight first!”
“Oh, you are on!” Arna answered with a smile running after him. After that the two had a fun day along with supper and a great night’s rest. In the end they never had a snowstorm that big ever again.
And that…ladies and gentlemen is one of the first posts on this website from my youngest daughter. We encourage the kids to write every Friday (on the website) to spark creativity and get writing out to the world that might inspire and motivate other kids.
By the time you read this, the good ship Tulum will hopefully be out of the slip and heading south again, as we slowly make our way down the coast of Costa Rica. Pura Vida and keep reading, more to come.