He did not like snow. Actually,he hated all the things which are in touch with the cold and family. Generally,people love their family and the big dinner which is organised by the grandmother and the uncle of this. For him,all this things are simply "rubbish".

For him,all is not sincere,nobody can love like that other people,not on the point to see oneself every day,or to make big meals to prove yourself or your family that you love them. For him,life is really not only based on feelings but also on experiences. And that,is his motivation. During the holidays of Christmas,he has to go to Montreal,to join his family,in particular his mother and his brother. But he did not like snow.

Actually,he hated all of the things which are in touch with the cold and family. After seven hours of travel in a big plane,he took a taxi to go to his brother's house. The cold was so dry that his legs began to burnt and his humour degraded. It was a big flat with several lights,very modern. A huge dinner had been prepared and it was put on the table. For his eyes,it was really nice to watch this wonderful preparation for his arrival,so,in his head,he said to himself that he could make some efforts for them. He had to stay one week in this new country,Canada. In spite of the cold outside,a stroll was planned to discover the customs of this country and its neighborhood.

They decided to eat in a famous restaurant in the center of the city.He went outside to smoke one cigaret,after lunch,and farther he heard voices,shouts as if someone was suffering. Worried,he decided to go to the place where the shouts. Much to his surprise,it was a person who don't have any house,this man lived in the street. Out of curiosity, he approached the man to ask him some questions. The man explained to him that his mother was very sick and she was going to die,but he didn't have money to go to France,where she lived.He loocked at the of the dispair...by returning at his brother's house with his mother,he had a genius idea. The next day,he returned