Saturday Nov。 15， 2003 Cloudy
My teacher gave me an assignment "experience life" last week。 I had been thinking how to finish it because I had never done any thing by myself before。
Mother was out today。 It was a good chance to complete the assignment。 Seeing the barrel was empty， I decided to fetch water from the well。
I took the empty barrel and went towards the well outside the yard。 It snowed yesterday， so the alley was very slippery。 A layer of thickice was frozen on the platform of the well。 I was frightened by the sight， but I gathered my courage to walk towards it。 I stepped on the platform carefully。 After standing steadily and squatting down slowly， I hooked the barrel at the end of the rope and put the rope down slowly。 I made an effort to drag the barrel up after it was filled with water。 I was very careful because it was easy to slip and fall。 Then， I carried the barrel of water and returned to my house。 My figners were frozen stiff。 The alley was so slippery that I walked with difficultly。 Suddenly， I slipped and fell down， water in the barrel totally poured down on the ground。 I realized my effort was in vain。 I hated myself。
I failed to finish the assignment but I did experience life through a trifle which seemed easy but difficult to do well。 Such was my first experience of life。