Friday

The most recent Friday, I learned very early that my winter are not water-proof at all. We were walking to band in the morning around 8:47 a.m and I decided to walk through a very deep puddle. My first three steps my socks and books were soaked. I panicked and jumped out. That puddle was about knee-high deep. So during band, I had to wring out the slippers in my boots and play my horn I'm very cold, very wet socks. By the time it was 2:30 p.m, my socks were still wet and my boots were still soaked. That day I learned that my boots aren't water-proof at all.