As Willy Wonker opened the heavy bronze gate, I was dazzled by the sight I met. Below us was a glistening sugar-coated valley. I carefully slid down the hill picking out frosted blades of grass that I wished to devour. I think that Willy Wonker was speaking but all I saw was his mouth moving and mine was watering. My eyes got wider and wider as I looked around, I thought my eyes would fall right out of my sockets.  The smell of sweets, crisps and chocolate clogged up my nostrils. I could hear the greed guzzling Augustus Gloop and the other children and the rushing of the river. I scooped up generous amounts of chocolate.