A day in a life. Of an 11 year old in canada

First I wake up to the ringing sound of my alarm clock yelling in my ear. When i get up i feel like a frozen iceberg, trying to yell for some one to thaw me out. I then get on my clothes and my 31/2 pound jacket on and run down stairs. Before i get to the bottom i smell a sweat maple leaf smell which could mean only one thing. Maple Pancakes. When i get into the kitchen i see my mom flipping pancakes on a small pan stopping every once in a while to add some sweet Canadian Maple Sourup. When my mom looks at me when i walk into the kitchen she takes out a plate from the drawer and flips 3 maple pancakes on it. She then melts butter on the top of it then ads some suger and then puts in front of my seat for me to eat. I then hear the cry of the school bus and run outside