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Friday, September 15, 2017

The popcorn.

Kia ora bloggers

We have been learning how to put more description into our writing by using our 5 senses. One day, we got to make popcorn and write about it.Here is my work:

Pop, pop!  The bag was pumping up every five seconds.
Boom! The popping stopped. Mrs B opened the microwave door and a big wave of smoke boofed out. Yumm! Everyone smelled it and ran after Miss B. The bag of popcorn was steaming like a hot pot of water.

Next, roasted crumbs were sliding down my throat. Crunch,, crunch!  The left-over buttery  popcorn got stuck in my teeth. I was a wolf biting its prey. I tasted  the black ones and they were yuck!  I heard the cracks every time someone took a bite . I touched the melting popcorn on my hand and it felt slippery. Butter was sticking to the side of the packet like glue.Everyone was sliding their fingers into it and then licking them.

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