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Here are a few of the 7th grade efforts to take a piece of “telling” writing…
Albert ate breakfast in a hurry.
and turn it into a SHOWING writing.
Albert, in a rush, took a shower, brushed his teeth and ran down the stairs. He got up to his sausage, eggs and bacon when the school bus was bumbling down the street. He just gobbled down his cheesy eggs and juicy bacon. The bus was waiting, but as he opened the front door, it was gone!
S. U.
Albert got downstairs with just a few minutes left. He crammed eggs, toast and a muffin down his throat, chugged his orange juice until it was air and ran out the door with a breakfast bar just to remember it was Saturday and he still has a stomach ache.
G.M.
Albert had only 5 minutes to eat breakfast, so he scoured the fridge and pantry for something to eat before the bus came. He took some milk, cereal and juice and gluped it down as fast as he could. As a result, he threw up and had to stay at home all day and be told that scarfing down food so fast can give you stomach aches and make you vomit.
J.I.
Albert rushed downstairs and grabbed a seat. He poured milk and cereal, getting more all over the table than in the bowl. Then he began to shovel breakfast in his gapping mouth like a steam shovel. His family set across from him, bits of half chewed cereal flying. They had lost their appetites.
K.A.
He ran downstairs and started to eat breakfast like he had not eaten in days. As Albert, my brother, thought he was late for school. He threw the eggs and bacon in his mouth and chewed with his mouth open. Then he ate the bread and got jelly and butter all over his mouth. When he spilled the orange juice down his shirt I decided to tell him that school didn’t start for another hour.
A.D.
He chugged his milk and he shoveled down his eggs. Albert scarfed his bacon and slurped up his cereal. He gulped down his orange juice while spilling it all down the front of his shirt, and just as the clock struck 8:00 am, he rushed out the door. But despite his hurried eating and sprints to the stop, Albert missed the buss.
L.R.
Albert jumped out of bed realizing that he would be late for school. He scurried to get dressed and freshen up. Then he flew down the stairs to get breakfast. He gobbled up his eggs and bacon as fast as he could, tearing up the food with his choppers. He then hopped on his bike and sped to school like he was a shot out of a cannon. Arriving at the school, he saw that no one was there. Then he remembered that today…was SUNDAY.
I.S.
