To Build a Fire
          by Jack London

That was why he shied in such panic. He had felt
the give under his feet and heard the crackle of snow
hidden under his feet wet in such a temperature
meant trouble and danger. At the very least it meant
delay, for he would be forced to stop and build a fire,
and under its protection to bare his feet while he dried
his socks and moccasins. He stood and studied the creek
bed and its banks, and decided that the flow or water came
from the right.He reflected a while, rubbing his nose and
cheeks, then skirted to the left, stepping gingerly and
testing the footing for each step. Once clear of the danger,
he took a fresh chew of tobacco and swung along at his
four-mile gait.

 In a way I sort of happen to connect to this passage. I
find that stepping on ice over a river could be very scary
and I would definitely be terrified. I also can connect
with his thoughts of being afraid of the danger of getting
to cold, I hate being cold. So this is kind of why I chose
this passage.