Last Thanksgiving,I was invited by my high school’s headmaster and his family,to a house in Upstate New York for a 10-day vacation.(My high school was in a little town in Pennsylvania) A place like this,of mountains and trees with almost no trace of human,with gray blurred sky and cold fresh air,is called “the middle of nowhere” according to my headmaster as well as those people in many American films and TV series.November in this place is just the time for hunting.I remembered many big tall guys in light orange hunting suits walked across the leafless trees.Hunting for lots of them was just a mean of chasing after fun,but some got luck Last Thanksgiving, I was invited by my high school’s headmaster and his family, to a house in Upstate New York for a 10-day vacation. (My high school was in a town in Pennsylvania) A place like this, of mountains and trees with almost no trace of human, with gray blurred sky and cold fresh air, is called “the middle of nowhere ” according to my headmaster as well as those people in many American films and TV series.November in this place is just the time for hunting. I remembered many big tall guys in light orange hunting suits walked across the leafless trees. Hunting for lots of them was just a mean of chasing after fun, but some got luck