Your class will be writing ONE group paragraph(s) for the story (not each student). The first class will write the intro paragraph(s). Then the next class will read the paragraph(s) and decide how they want to continue the story. This will continue until the last class on the list writes the ending and gives the story a title. Your paragraph(s) will be typed onto this Wiki page. You will also need to send (email as .jpg) the 3 pictures to your Teacher Leader. The pictures should illustrate events in the section that your class wrote.

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Teacher Leader:Judi Bourque

Contact Information
Due Date
Check When Finished
Judi Bourque
Fishing Creek Elementary
Lewisberry, PA
October 29
Sherry Creasman

November 5

Stacey Hodges
(Nunnery class)
Zachary Elementary
Zachary, LA
November 12
XX Nov 7
leeanne dilabio
(Class 2)
November 19
xx finished November 16
Vicki Hanneman
Cleveland Elementary
Fergus Falls, MN
December 3
XX on

Title (Given by the last class):
Mustard Goes Missing

Start your story here:

For Christmas, I was hoping I would get a doll. But instead, I got mustard. A FANTASTIC bottle of mustard! I loved that yellow bottle of mustard. I bought a balloon for it. I took it to the park. I took it to the beach.

The first time I took it to the beach, I passed the beach ball to it. It couldn't catch it or throw it to me, but I had fun anyway. I put sunscreen on the bottle because I didn't want it to turn into ketchup. I took it surfing. I think it had fun. I bought the mustard bottle a hot dog and put mustard on it. I think all the other mustard bottles were jealous of the attention that I gave mine.

We went home and I took my bottle of mustard to a mad scientist. That scientist gave my mustard bottle arms and legs.
The scientist yelled, "It's ALIVE!". Now it can catch the beach ball and surf without my help.

The next time we went to the beach, we played with the beach ball. This time he caught it and threw it back to me. Again I put sunscreen on it so it wouldn't get sunburned . Then, because he had arms and legs, he could go surfing with no help. He was "hanging 10" like a pro, but then all of a sudden, he slipped. He fell into the sea and.......
I searched and searched for my FANTASTIC bottle of mustard. I looked for hours and hours with no luck finding my FANTASTIC bottle of mustard.
Meanwhile, mustard finds himself sinking deeper and deeper toward the bottom of the sea. "Why am I sinking so fast?" he thought. Suddenly, he remembers, "It's because I'm full of mustard. If I empty myself, maybe I can float to surface and be rescued." Mustard reaches carefully for his cap to squeeze out his mustard, but quickly realizes that he will fill with water when he opens his lid. So mustard swims to find help. He sees a dolphin, maybe he could help. But mustard decides his teeth would poke holes in his bottle and continues his pursuit for help. He then spys a crab walking on the bottom of the sea. Could he help mustard? No, his sharp claws may pop him! Finally, mustard spots a small baby octupus. His strong tentacles could easily squeeze enough mustard from my bottle and allow me to float to the surface. Mustard politely asks the octupus for help. Together they try. Octupus wraps his long arms around mustard and gently squeezes while mustard quickly opens and closes his cap. It was a success! Mustard begins to float to the surface. "Yeah, now I will be found!" When mustard reaches the surface, he looks to his left but only sees water as far as he can see. He looks to his right and only sees water there too. There is no one to rescue him. He has drifted too far from the beach. He spends hours trying to find someone to help him. Meanwhile, he notices his bottle is beginning to turn red. Oh no, he is turning into KETCHUP!
Mustard suddenly realized that the scientist put a secret potion in him. The secret potion changed Mustard from Mustard to Ketchup! It also changed his attitude from mellow yellow to angry red! His color felt as red as a stop sign. His mood felt 100% angry. A cruise ship sailed by and saw a little red bottle bobbing in the sea. "HELP ME RIGHT NOW!" commanded Mustard/Ketchup. The people on the cruise ship were eating dinner. They were eating hot dogs. They saw a red bottle right next to their ship. They threw a life preserver, colored red and white, toward the red bottle. Mustard/Ketchup held on to the float. They pulled him in. When the people on the cruise ship tried to squeeze him, he was so angry that he turned into Tabasco Sauce. They squeezed him thinking that he was Ketchup. Then, when they ate their food they started the crazy hop! Their tongues caught on fire. They called him a terrorist! The cruise people hopped into the sea because they needed more water to put out the fire on their tongues. Tabasco Sauce realized that he was now the only one left on the cruise ship. He tried to sail it back to the beach, but he couldn't drive a ship and he crashed into a large rock. A sailboat was sailing by and they thought that Tabasco was one of the groceries that they were carrying and dropped. They picked him up and took him home. They noticed that he was a strange looking bottle of Tabasco because he had arms and legs. The family started screaming their heads off because the condiment bottle was moving. Tabasco opened his mouth to talk. He growled....

"Stop screaming!" MKT (Mustard, Ketchup, Tabasco) then proceeded to jump off the table, run across the deck and dive into the sea. This was a poor decision for MKT to make. He now came face to face with a shark! MKT used his only defense mechanism and sprayed tabasco sauce into the shark's eyes. MKT swam off in the opposite direction of the blinded shark. He swam for miles until he bumped into a floating object. He looked closely and saw that it was his precious surfboard. Luckily he caught a tsunami wave that carried him to a beach. He crash landed into a sandcastle built by a red-eyed girl who was sitting there crying.

I opened my eyes and saw a funny looking bottle stuck upside down in the drawbridge of my sandcastle. The bottle had wiggly legs and arms, and it was colored yellow and red and stunk like tabasco sauce. I realized that it was my beloved Mustard. I hugged him and cried more tears but this time it was tears of joy. We lived happily ever after, playing catch with our beach ball almost every day.