“Three-Meal Weather”
WritingFix has a fun lesson–called ”Three-Meal Weather“ that was inspired by the picture book Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs by Judi and Ron Barrett.
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March 27th, 2008 at 6:25 am
“Hey look over there.”My pityfull friend Jaimy called.”Look Grammy we are having our second crunchy hash brown hail storm.” He called out once more to his annoyed grandmother. Then the weather brought us a frosted flaked cereal flood. Jaimy was so full of excitement about the delicious food weather and dashed right out the front door and right when he was about to step out a gigantic pancake landed right on him followed by very sticky syrup. Finally when the breakfast hurricane was over it was already time for lunch.
Guess what the weather brought us? Thick macaroni and cheese,crispy french fries, and flaming spicy chicken wings. But at the same time our food formed a colossal tornado while grease from the french fries turned in to greasy rain.
At last it was time for dinner and all the people from Foodtopia were gathered in the Town Square hoping that their dinner will not be one to evacuate on, because lunch and breakfast were both huge storms. But turns out that the weather seemed do be very swift and soft and the food came down gently from the sky. Our meal was thick juicy steak, white rice and black beans. Every one in our town was eating very happily. I saw them grabbing,nibbling,swallowing and biting . Finally my town and I are enjoying our dinner.
May 19th, 2009 at 6:53 am
Cloudy with a Chance of Fish
At 10:00 in the town of Crazy Weather, there was a tornado of crucncy bacon. Then there was a hurricane of fried eggs. There was a sudden storm of thick, sweet pancakes. There was almost 10,000.
At exactly 1:00, there was a blizzard of cruncy apples, followed by a flood of fantastic fish! A fog of creamy chocolate milk washed it away. It almost flooded the town!
For dinner at 9:00 an earthquake sent an ice storm of cold spagetti. Which was followed by a tsunami of sour milkshakes. Then we had a fog of moldy pizza. What a dinner it was. We thought about it and decided to dessert our town. No one ever went back there again!