Anna's English Assignment -- grade 9

Anna has never read my blog. She didn't know I blogged. (Is it cool for a mom to blog?) Just now she brought me this to read. I told her it was so great that I wanted to post it, and, wonder of wonders, she sent it to my email. And so...the first Anna blog, entitled:
“I Remember…”

I remember shlopping through massive puddles and mounds of fresh mud, splishing and splashing, frigid water spraying everywhere, and looking back at the muddy trail I’d left behind.
I remember popping mountains of popcorn, drenched in melted butter and salt, and watching millions of happily ever-afters, filled with fire-breathing dragons and charming princes.
I remember when my brother and I spent countless hours scavenging the seemingly monstrous woods behind our house, in search of the wild beasts and bountiful, buried treasure we hadn’t yet found.
I remember the feeling of complete freedom I felt, propelling myself from a swing, the wind tossing and tangling my hair, and wistfully flying towards the sky, completely carefree.
I remember sprawling across the floor in my pj’s and slippers, wandering through an imaginary land overflowing with gumdrops and fairy princesses, losing terribly yet again to my sister in a game of CandyLand.
I remember scurrying up and up, the world fading further into the distance, tree limbs growing scarce and thin, and feeling accomplished and as free as a bird.
I remember standing out under the warm sun, a breeze picking up the crackling leaves, autumn colors all around, awkwardly tossing a football back and forth, and watching it just barely slip from my fingers time and time again.
I remember standing breathless and flushed under the blinding, golden sun, darting left and right attempting to avoid the ruby-red, flying kickball.
I remember searching for the perfect smooth, shiny pebble to toss across the scorching pavement, wiping off my hands on my damp shirt, leaving behind smudges of colorful chalk dust, and hopping on one foot until we couldn’t go on any longer.
I remember squishing my toes into the cool, damp grass, prancing about the yellowing lawn through sporadic streams of icy water, and throwing back my head in blissful, heartfelt laughter.