One snow day during fifth grade, I was home alone with nothing to do. Mom had bought me a large sketch pad for Christmas so I came up with a way of keeping busy until mom would be home. I decided to turn my room into an art gallery. I picked random things from my room and drew large pictures of them. I remember one picture that was realistic for at 10 year-old, of my favorite teddy bear that my grandmother had crocheted. It was so large that I had to put it on two large pieces of paper. I worked all day drawing things and taping them to my walls. That was one snow day that was well spent.