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Words from Our Young Authors at Oakton Elementary

This winter at Oakton we explored the fantastical world of dreams. Take a look at some of the work our students dreamed up!

From a warm-up writing exercise describing daydreams:

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“A daydream is a dream but your mind is confused so you do it during the day. A daydream is a magical sight you saw earlier. And after if you think you can find similarities of what happened earlier. You can also find similarities in the characters. Your mind is a fly trap. It traps moments. You can also add to what happened earlier in your daydreams.”

– Pearl

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“A daydream is a dream during the day. You may be feeling tired or something, and you may make it turn into a daydream to dream. Then a dream to REM. The REM to a deeeeeep sleeeeeep. Then a deeeeeep sleeeeeep to a daymare! Aaah! Then, your teacher says, “Wake up Suhani. You are suspended from sleeping in math!” Sigh. All because of a daydream. Time to go to the principal’s office. Bye.”

– Suhani

 

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“A dream is a fly speck of dust from dreamyness. It flies and flies until it hits your head and the redder ghost and then you wake up!”

– Wesley

 

What is a daydream?

"A daydream is when your imagination comes to life. A daydream could also be a warning. A daydream is unrealistic. A daydream is not paying attention. A daydream is gets your trouble. A daydream is more secret than 51. More powerful than a whale."

– Bayan

 

From What if Pencils Had Dreams:

A Candle’s Dream

“I dream of being the brightest burning and the longest fire lasting candle. I dream of being alive. I dream of giving peace and quiet to the world.”

– Ian

 

From What Dreams Tell Us About Our Personalities:

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“I got lost going on my way to my house when I found a forest. It was misty and had vines hanging from the trees. The trees started to shoot killer gnomes at me. I ran until I found a path. The only problem was there was swamp with lava instead of water. I was walking on the bridge when I found a door. I looked in a tree’s hole and found five keys….”

– Dillan

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“The forest is dark and spooky and smells like smoke of bananas. There is a path to a sponge, black and huge! They can dance. I can see a key!...”

– Kajvan

 

 

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“I am driving through a dark and dreary forest and that smell! I don’t even want to start… It is like cinnamon mixed with farts and the other thing is that the grass is lime green and the trees are droopy. There is a wide path. It is white and mossy and there are a lot of insects and parrots that repeat what you say…”

–Alessia

 

Freewrite:

When We Meet

“One day a kid named Sam wondered what was in the sky. His teachers and parents said the only things in the sky were planets and stars. Sam thought there was more so when he was 18 he signed up to be an astronaut at NASA…”

– Charlie

 

From Dreams for the World:

I Have a Dream!

“I have a dream that all tacos should be treated equally in Tacotopia Town where the burnt ones will have freedom! I will lead taco marches and do whatever I can to help tacos! We cannot work for you anymore!..”

– Nataly

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Words from Our Young Authors at Commodore Sloat Elementary

This session at Sloat we are exploring the elements of a good mystery. The kids have been crafting mystery stories and learning all about creative writing techniques, from character and plot development to using concrete details and the five senses to tell a story. We’ve been having a great time. Here are some teasers...  

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street. 

One night I got a package from an old man. He said to protect it. I didn’t get a good look at him, but I opened it anyway. Inside there was another box that was black. When I got home, I opened that box and found nothing. “Stupid old man, gave me nothing,” I muttered, but he had given me the greatest gift of all, a dragon egg.

-Declan

 

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street. 

Today an old guy ran into me while I was walking to school. He shoved a black box into my hands and said don’t let this out of your sight. Instinctually I dropped it and ran the rest of the way. Stranger danger, right? As soon as I got to school I kept quiet. During lunch I pulled over Grover, my best friend, to talk about the old man. He said I shouldn’t worry but I couldn’t be so sure. After school got out I ran home.

-Grace

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street.

One day I was walking down the street and a strange man handed me a package and said “Don’t let anything happen to this” and ran away. I ran after him. Suddenly I lost him. I looked at the package. It was brown with white tape. I shook it and heard a loud shake.

-Julia

 

 

From: How to organize a mystery around Who? What? Where? When? Why? How? using the prompt “It was missing.”

This morning when I woke up I was about to walk my puppy, but it had disappeared. I was horrified. I asked my sister to help me find her but we couldn’t. Our mom told me to go to school and that after school we can find her.

-Emily

 

From: Describe a setting and mood with the five senses. 

Hello, my name is Bradly. I’m 10 and in the fifth grade. I’m coming up to ghost town for the weekend. The town used to be called San Francisco. The date is March 7, 3519.

-Colby

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street.

The memory was horrible. It was late at night when it happened, but then, I can only tell you the beginning. So then, it came , that evil memory came. Well, I was walking home from Nuvema town on that chilly night. My Pikachu shivered in the cold night wind. Professor Juniper was checking my status. I, Linzy, had been a professional Pokemon trainer for 8 years.

-Olivia

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street. 

I was walking down Blackberry Drive when I saw a man with black glasses and a black detective coat. He walked up to me and handed me a package. Then he said, “Whatever you do don’t let anybody touch this.” He ran down the street and left me standing there with no idea what happened. I woke with a start.

-Katie Rose

 

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From: How to organize a mystery around Who? What? Where? When? Why? How? using the prompt “It was missing." 

My teddy bear is missing. His name is Robinhood. I was taking him on a biking trip. He was sitting in the basket in the back. My name is Lilly. It was a nice sunny day in London. Robinhood was riding with me in the park. When I got to the top of the hill I checked on Robinhood but he was not there. I looked down to see if he fell out but no. So I rode home.

-Clara G.

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street.

I was walking down Giva Drive when I ran into a strange man with a peculiar large gray beard, a rough heavy coat, and large detective glasses. He handed me a medium size package and said to me, “Whatever you do, don’t let anything happen to this.” Then he looked both ways and ran away into the distance. I quickly ran home. When I got home I put the package on my desk and wrapped it and put it in a box, like it was a fragile china porcelain bowl then put it in the way back of my closet.

-Hannah

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street.

One night I went for a walk. There was no one outside. Then I saw an old man appear. He said “Don’t let anything happen to this” and disappeared leaving a bag in my hands. I took the bag home and opened it.

-Sam

 

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street.

One day I was walking down the street when a man handed me a package and told me not to let anything happen to it...After he left I opened the package. Inside it was an old book. The book had all kinds of facts about magical creatures. All of a sudden a man started chasing me! I’m sure he wants the book. I remember he said not to let anything happen to the book so I started to run away from him.

-Michelle

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street.

It was a lovely sunny day. Stephanie and I were walking down the street. There was an old guy who had a box that looked strange. And he said “Don’t let anything happen to this!” and he ran away from us. We were kind of scared and nervous, because we didn’t have any idea. But we kept walking down the street with the strange box.

-Clara K.

 

From: Describe a setting and mood with the five senses.

The planet smells like free pie and the sound when you walk is a crunch sound and it felt smooth and it tastes like pie so they plan to take over the pie planet.

-Michael

 

From: Explore motive with the following scenario: an old man comes up to you, hands you a package, says “Don’t let anything happen to this” and then sprints down the street.

I was walking down the street one night. A homeless man jumped out of the shadows and stuffed a package into my hands. “Don’t let any harm come to this,” he muttered. Then he bolted around the corner. I tried to follow him, but he had disappeared.

-Sophia

 

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Words from Our Young Authors at Thornhill Elementary, Grades 2-3

This winter we utilized our taste buds and sank our teeth into the food curriculum where we wrote poems and stories about our favorite cuisines. Check out some of our favorite excerpts from the session below!

From an exercise about writing odes to favorite foods:

Oh, Sushi, Oh, Sushi. You're a wild animal. You taste like a flash of light. You look like you're going to hop like a cheetah into my mouth. You're going to stop everyone in world wars because you taste so good. Sushi makes freedom come out the door with feeling. Sushi jumps into my mouth!

- Jack

 

From an exercise about writing odes to favorite foods:       

Oh, Chocolate Cake, you are the taste everyone calls gold. You smell like a rose swaying in the sunlight. You feel like a cloud moving slowly in my mouth. When I see chocolate cake my eyes burst into flames! You have the taste of my life.

- Sidney

 

From an exercise about writing odes to favorite foods:

Oh, Chip, My Love. How fresh you are! You crunch in my mouth as my white blades chomp into you. Oh, how you shatter into little bits. I taste your salty coat. My mouth starts to water.

- Amanda

 

From an exercise about writing odes to favorite foods:

Oh, Chicken Curry. You look like fish in the ocean. You feel like a slippery monkey bar. You smell of my home… India

- Maya

 

From a personification exercise in which students were asked to write from the point of view of fruit:

They Call Me the Lime. I'm green with envy because lemon gets all the credit. When you make limeade from me I get revenge and turn myself sour! And you know what? You can't listen any more. Why? …Because it's over.

- Miles

 

From an exercise about writing odes to favorite foods:

Oh, Chocolate Cake, how you make my mouth explode with flavor like a cloud bursting with rain. Your color looks like mud on the ground…

But you make my stomach feel so good.

 - Lauren

 

From a poetry exercise using alliterative food descriptions:

Sleeping ice cream sandwich is slimy with a silky taste. Sleeping ice cream sandwich is stalking some stockings and silly socks while looking at his snakes doing the splits.

- Sophia

 

From an exercise about writing odes to favorite foods:

Ice cream is sweet. Ice cream is filling. Ice cream is paradise. Ice cream is in my mouth. Ice cream is gone. I am ice cream. Eat me if you would.

- Aidan

 

From an exercise about writing odes to favorite foods:

Chocolate Cake that crumbles in my mouth, slice after slice. That yummy little cake wouldn't mind if I take another slice… Soon it'll be gone, like an iguanadon. But I wouldn't cry… or even say goodbye!

- Josh

 

From a personification exercise in which students were asked to write from the point of view of fruit:      

I love my life living in a shell. Shake, Shake, Boom! I just fell from the tree! Anyway, there will be no more interruptions Hey! Someone just picked me up! Now anyway, my name is Coco the Coconut. Sometimes I do wish I was a person, not a brown ball with juice inside. Wait a minute… they're cutting me open for a snack! I'm still around, but not for long…

- Aisling

 

From a personification exercise in which students were asked to write from the point of view of fruit:      

I'm Angela the Apple, and I'd like to stay on this tree forever and play and eat popcorn. It feels like I'm dying when they pick me off the tree But if they don't I can plant a seed. That's a ball for apples!

- Adriana

 

From an exercise in which the kids wrote about their favorite personal qualities as recipe ingredients:

1 teaspoon of laughter 1 cup of reading mix while pouring in a pound of family Add a tablespoon of kindness 3 ounces of smartness slowly pour into a bowl and bake for an hour and a half Spring a pinch of soccer on top of it all Your Elijah is done!

- Elijah

 

As a break from the food curriculum, kids were given the beginnings of well-known proverbs and asked to write their own endings:

Never underestimate the power of... stars. You can lead a horse to water but... not food. Don’t bite the hand that... hurts. No news is... today. If you lie down with dogs you’ll... get better. Love all, trust... all. The pen is mightier than the... paper. Happy the bride who... is good.

- Isabelle

 

As a break from the food curriculum, kids were given the beginnings of well-known proverbs and asked to write their own endings:

Laugh and the whole world laughs with you. Cry and the whole world... frowns. Love all, trust... another. Better late than... sorry. Where there’s smoke there’s... frowns. A penny saved is... lucky. children should be seen and not... yelled at.

- Ava

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Words from Our Young Authors at West Portal

This Winter at West Portal Elementary, we’ve been exploring the theme of “secrets” using a variety of writing exercises such as secret recipes, secret identities, and secret codes. Take a look!  

From an exercise where each student acted as a reporter and wrote a front page headline about their superhero and secret identity:

Skyler

Blue Vulture in Town!

Last night the first national bank was robbed, but someone dressed as a vulture stopped the crime. Witnesses heard some fighting. The Blue Vulture punched a thug out the door. He nailed the second thug to the wall using his feathers. The last guy almost escaped. But the hero appeared in front of him. The police captured him. The hero kind of looked like Mike Lee, the reporter on the case!

-Skylar

 

From an exercise where each student choose a secret and expanded on it:

My dad is a secret agent

My dad secretly first goes to his secret lab and gets his gadgets. He was going to go to a crime scene but then his computer suddenly started beeping - there was a mission. Someone stole the Statue of Liberty! He dropped his water on the floor and suddenly left the base. He was on his way to New York - he was on time when the police were there. The criminal got away and the next day he came back to steal something else but then my dad caught him and sent him to jail!

-Bryan

 

From “Secret Recipes” where students create their own secret recipes using secret ingredients:

How to Make Weird Cake

How to Make Weird Cake

  1. Take one hair.
  2. Take one eyeball.
  3. Add a piece of Butterfinger.
  4. Make a piece of bone and put it in a soup.
  5. Bake it.
  6. When it’s done, take a knife and cut it.

-Stephanie

 

From an exercise where each student choose a secret and expanded on it in journal form:

The secret is: “a fairy lives in my room and sleeps under my bed”

Dear Journal,

I don’t like this fairy here. It’s very annoying because she’s talking all night. I want to tell my best friend Jenna, but I’m not sure what to say. The fairy’s curly hair keeps on tickling me. And her big teeth shine like the moon. Everywhere I go, she goes too. I feel worried about this thing here. I don’t really like the happiness that she gave me (or maybe it didn’t work.) I think I should make a trap. Then I’ll be very happy!

-Angel

 

From an exercise where each student acted as a reporter and wrote a front page headline about their superhero and secret identity:

Extra! Extra! Jump Up Girl Saves the Day!

Last night there was a bad guy. He went in to a spaceship and flew up into space. The space ship had a lot of money in it. But then the Jump Up Girl jumped into space. She can hold her breath for ten hours. So she jumped to space and pushed the spaceship down. Then the police came and arrested the bad guy.

-Zoe

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Words from Our Young Authors at Thornhill Elementary, Grades 4-5

This session at Thornhill we’re exploring the elements of a good mystery. The kids have been crafting mystery stories and learning all about creative writing techniques, from character and plot development to using concrete details and the five senses to tell a story. We’ve been having a great time. Here are some teasers...

 

From: Write a letter to or from one of your characters.

Dear Police Officer,

You wanted to know my story so...here it is! This is my story! I am Violet V. 12 years old with short brown hair and blue eyes. I used to have parents and they disappeared during a  hurricane. I was left alone with only my strict grandfather to look after me. He lived in a big, shining new house with a backyard and swimming pool in Cuba. He was a rich, greedy and mean old man. He made me be his servant! If I refused he would threaten or punish me.

-Michela

 

From: How to organize a mystery around Who? What? Where? When? Why? How? using the prompt “It was missing.”

Have You Lost Your Mind?

“So, who am I again?” I asked and then he vanished. Was gone. Disappeared. Left. Was Away. And I was all alone. No idea what had just happened.

“You shall go on a quest to find your memory,” said a strange man.

-Sophie

 

From: Describe a setting and mood with the five senses.

Small Town in the Future

The survivors wouldn’t say, so no one knew what had happened. Everyone who survived knew, but vowed to never give up. The treacherous story had brought them here, accidentally, without food, water, or any recognition of what was happening and what already had. After spending what they used to call a week, they knew what people have spent a millenia wondering, still arguing on an answer. What happens after the sun has died? The survivors are the strongest out of the strong. They are the last humans.

-Sidney

 

From: How to organize a mystery around Who? What? Where? When? Why? How? using the prompt “It was missing.”

I said, “Good morning, Kikii!” No answer. “Kikii, I got your favorite breakfast kitty chow!” Still no answer. I went to check her room. “Kikii, I called you a million times where were yo--” I stopped in the middle of my sentence, She wasn’t there! I looked everywhere for her. The bathroom, the kitchen, even her favorite litter box! P.U. “Reemi. Focus!”

-Reemi

 

From: Rewrite a twist ending for a common fairytale.

The beginning of The Boy Who Cried Wolf

In a town, lived a boy shepherd by the name of Claude. He was very tall and was very demanding with his voice. He wasn’t watchful as sheep were disappearing. One day he was bored and he cried “Wolf!” The men came running but there was no wolf. He did that every day for a week and the town was getting annoyed. They decided that they wouldn’t come anymore. The next morning Claude was missing and so were his sheep. There was blood everywhere. They looked for him for days.

-Elise (collaborated with Mitch)

 

From: Rewrite a twist ending for a common fairytale.

The ending of The Boy Who Cried Wolf

Finally one night they saw something moving. It was a wolf! It was talking to someone and they noticed it was a full moon. The voice was Claudes! The next morning they found bloody paw prints leading to dead sheep’s wool. I hope that creature doesn’t come to our town again, said one of the men. We spotted Claude! his feet look like claws. Funny coincidence. Claude came back. He said he was sick and he was back. But that night it was a full moon. Suddenly Claude turned into a wolf! Everyone screamed! Claude ran off and as far as I know he never came back. I’m sure everyone’s glad about that.

-Mitch (collaborated with Elise)

 

From: How to organize a mystery around Who? What? Where? When? Why? How? using the prompt “It was missing.”

Kila scored the winning goal!! The Shooting Stars had won the game. At the end of the game the Coach gave Kila a ball signed by everyone on her soccer team, but Jessica just gave her an evil glare. Bella was so happy she just started hugging Kila so tight. Since it was a soccer game at Disney World, Kila decided to put her ball down and go play with her friends.

-Jamie

 

From: Write a letter to or from one of your characters. 

2/11/1943

Dear runaway parent,

There were buckets of rain leaking through my abandoned truck. Spent the morning underneath the Grove in the park. Listening to the chirping birds as if they were crying my name, “Dustpin, Dustpin.” The winter is near, 11th Tale of my Life, leaking one tear of Hope, that you’ll be coming. Spent the afternoon seemed to leave a shadow of hunger. Found “the bike” + rode off to Charity Red Fund for supper. Now watching my life go by.

-Dustpin

(P.S. Please come for me.)

-Maxwell

 

From: How to organize a mystery around Who? What? Where? When? Why? How? using the prompt “It was missing.”

One day Jordan was reading his book at home when all of a sudden there was a knock on the door. Jordan went to the door to open it. At the door his friend Mike was there. “Hi, Jordan!” said Mike. “Do you want to go to the park to play basketball?” Sure!’ said Jordan. “First let me ask my mom.” Jordan’s mom said yes then he went to put on his basketball shorts. When Jordan and Mike got to the park, Jordan said, “Sooo, where is the basketball?” “Basketball? I thought you were bringing it.” So they both went back to Jordan’s house where Jordan asked his dad where his basketball was. Jordan’s dad said, “I don’t know, but maybe it’s in the garage. Let’s go check.” They searched for half an hour but couldn’t find his ball. When they got back into the house Jordan whispered to Mike, “My dad is acting suspicious, don’t you think?”

-Parsa

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Words from Our Young Authors at Sonoma Mountain Elementary

This Winter we explored the wonderful world of food in our “Peanut Butter and The Pen” curriculum. We practiced writing vivid descriptions of food, using adjectives and active verbs, similes and metaphors. Students wrote stories, advertisements, warnings and odes, as well as a “Recipe of Me.” Read some of our favorite excerpts from the session below!  From an experience trying a suspicious food for the first time:

I thought frog legs were not good tasting but after I went to the same buffet for the second time, my mom urged me to eat the frog legs. To my surprise, the fried frog legs weren’t mushy. The fried frog legs were not that salty. It tasted a bit like chicken.

- Alan

Mushrooms have a mushy, gushy, slimy and nasty taste. I think they look cool, but taste gruesome. They should be against the law. They have a frothy texture. I forever hate mushrooms. The first time I tried them I felt sick!

- Sophia

From an exercise using similes, metaphors and/or personification to describe the following foods:

Chips taste like something from Yellowstone Park. Corn on the cob tastes like little rubber tents filled with liquid. Jello looks like a see-through jelly substance. Bubble gum looks like cooked slime brains. Barbeque ribs taste like the ribs of an alien animal with traditional smushed brain sauce.

Nathaniel

From a prompt – A mad scientist invents a new glow-in-the-dark food using weird ingredients, and tries to get an unsuspecting kid to volunteer to eat it:

A mad scientist invents a glow in the dark food that contains globs of chewed up liver, killer zombies and 18,000,000,000 glow worms.

Dominic

From a prompt – Describe your breakfast this morning using all five of your five senses:

The fried eggs I had for breakfast were golden brown. Bubbles appeared and instantly popped, creating a sizzling sound. Its aroma filled the air.

Zenas

Once there was a vial. It lived happily with his test tube brothers. Then one day there was a mad scientist and he poured a green liquid into the vial and the vial turned evil. He poured himself into drinks and food. Then one day he made the mistake of pouring himself into a rich person’s drink and it was then that he met his enemy the antidote, who saw the person choking and went to the rescue. (To be continued...)

Cody

 

From a prompt –I discovered a new food: CHEESTERAMBOCCOLLI. What is it?

Cheesteramboccoli is cheese with broccoli. It looks like broccoli drizzled with cheese. The broccoli is cooked with oil and fried, and the cheese is melted.

Emma

From an ode – a poetic form written either to praise or pay tribute to the subject of the poem (in this case, food):

Ode to Orange Chocolate Ganache

Spit out your orangey flavor Give me thick, coarse dark chocolate Don’t just leave me I will always love your flavor Now, you may leave me now Wait! May I have another bite?

Tiffany

From creating a food character (personifying food) and writing its story:

Patty Potato was doing nothing one night in her Potatomobile but licking her pink hair. She then saw the potato signal and jumped into the potato suit. She zoomed through the produce section and into the frozen aisle. There, standing with stainless steel throwing sporks, was Annette Applehead. She hurled a spork at Patty but Patty dodged, and the spork hit some microwave lasagna. When Patty turned around, Annette was gone. She hopped in her vehicle and zoomed through the chips and bean dip section. She got out of the mobile and searched the aisle. “Kieahh!!” came a loud cry. Patty jerked her head towards the sound, just in time to see Gabe Garbonzo bean leap on top of her. She shucked him off, and pushed a secret button. A bowl appeared out of nowhere and cooked him! (Continued...)

Daniel

From a Recipe of Me – write ingredients that include characteristics about you, plus measurements and directions for preparing, cooking and serving:

This great looking recipe is full of strange, awesome ingredients. After eating this you’ll jump as if you are doing gymnastics!

1. Add 20 teaspoons of kindness with 12 ounces of candy lover. Stir in 1 big bowl.

2. Blend 9 cups of shyness with 100 tablespoons of gymnast. Add a little less than ½ of a micropinch of kind sister. Put into 2nd bowl. Cook in pan until turned into cake.

3. Last, add caramel to 1st bowl and make frosting out of it. Drench the frosting over cake and... EAT!!!

Audrey

 

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