What is cold? the frosty snow dripping down your nose in the cold winter, the tea cup that has stayed on a table for a week and never been touched and the heart of a homeless man sitting on the cold stormy night with no blanket to cover himself with or no one to talk to or sleep with.

What is hot? the blazing sun in the beach gazing at you, the boiled soup that was just cooked up and ready to be eaten and the heart of a lion blazing inside him and ready to give him orders to hunt down animals.

What is sad? the tired teacher having to mark students’ work that has over a million punctuation and spelling mistake, the dog that lives on the street trying to feed his baby puppies and the babies face when he lost his lolly pop.