Sixth grade students "chilled out" on the ice at the local rink to celebrate the end of their time at Cambridge. No bones were broken, but cheeks were sore from smiling and stomachs ached from laughing as Mr. Kruckewitt, Ms. Bishop and Ms. Hill's students enjoyed their day.

Icy

I slip and I slide
On the slipper ice;
I skid and I glide -
Oh, isn't it nice.