Progressive Story 22
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 me. The pictures should illustrate events in the section that your class wrote.

Please visit the Instructions Page for more information.

If you would like to share any contact information please feel free to add it to the chart. This way your classes have a chance to actually "meet" some of the students that collaborate on their story.

Please feel free to make corrections to your name/school/location or add the names of teachers if you are working with someone on this project.

Contact info
Due Date
Check when Finished
Tiffany Barca
Christine Meares
Skype: Tiffany_Barca
Three Bridges School
Three Bridges, New Jersey, USA
October 23
Completed on 10/22/2010
Jennifer Rogowin
skype: rogowinclass
Westmoor Elementary School
Northbrook, IL
October 30
Completed on
Heidi Stupka
Skype: sjstupka
Fairview Elementary
New Cumberland, PA 17070
November 6
Completed on
Liz Schinski
(Class 8)
Dater School
Ramsey, NJ, USA
November 20

Title (given by the last class to write): Marco and the Mysterious Cat

Type your story here:

Zooom, pow, craaaaaaaackkkk! The soft, furry brown spotted rabbit went crashing into Grandma’s favorite antique lamp. The triangular pieces lay scattered all over the hard wood floor. Alisa immediately dashed back into the living room to see the disaster. “MARCO! What did you do?” Alisa yelled. “I don’t have time for this! I have to be in class in five minutes,” she exclaimed as she darted out the shiny glass door. Marco’s body trembled and his bunny eyes bulged like large watermelons.

In the car, on the way to school, Alisa didn’t mention to her Mom the mess she found in the living room. After Alisa’s Mom dropped her off at school, she went back home and found the precious heirloom shattered all around the living room. She followed a set of pawprints until she reached the couch. When she looked underneath, she saw Marco, his red eyes shining like rubies, with little bits of the lamp attached to his fur. Alisa’s Mom was fuming. She stormed to the mudroom and grabbed her broom. Then she used it to chase Marco out from under the couch and out the door of the house.

“Get out and stay out you crazed rabbit!” Mom shouted at Marco. Marco ran as fast as a cheetah towards the vegetable garden. While Mom was cleaning up the mess she started to ponder, ”Why is Marco out of his cage?” Meanwhile, back at school Alisa couldn’t concentrate on her work at all. She was anxious about what was going to happen when she went home. In the vegetable garden, Marco finally was able to calm down his rapidly beating heart. Once he came out of his dazed state, he began to look at his surroundings. “ Am I dreaming?” Marco thought to himself. Look at all those vegetables! Just when Marco was about to sink his choppers into a monstrous, orange, and juicy carrot, a cat as black as an Oreo cookie came sneaking upon him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Marco spotted the black cat about to pounce on him. Immediately, he forgot about the carrot and sprinted through the maze of vegetables. He ran as fast as lightning towards a head of lettuce and sprang behind it. He heard Alisa’s school bus screeching to an abrupt stop. He caught a glimpse of Alisa dropping her opened backpack on the sidewalk and running into the backyard. She found her mom nervously searching for Marco. Marco spied the cat approaching and scurried out of the garden and into the light of day. Seeing Alisa’s opened backpack on the sidewalk, he dashed across the yard and leaped into it. Alisa and her mom headed to the front yard dismayed at the unsuccessful search. Alisa stomped to her backpack. Astounded, she saw two ears peeking out of her bag. “Marco!” she shouted. “Where have you been?” Suddenly, Marco saw the black cat again, but this time peered at the cat and realized it was not real.
“I can’t believe I was fooled by Mom’s pair of black cat slippers!” Marco rejoiced.