Progressive Story 25
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.


Teacher
Grade
Contact info
School
Location
Due Date
Check when Finished
Aimee Boucher
4
bouchera@csdvt.org
Malletts Bay School
Colchester, Vermont, USA
October 23
X
Carrie Tonkin
3
ctonkin@wssd.k12.pa.us
Washington Heights
Lemoyne, PA
November 6
X
Stephanie Butler
4
sbutler@shelbyed.k12.al.us
Click HERE for class blog.
Skype: sbutler320
Valley Intermediate
Pelham, AL, USA
November 13
X
Tiffany Barca
Donna K-B
3
tbarca@readington.k12.nj.us
Skype: Tiffany_Barca
Three Bridges School
Three Bridges, New Jersey, USA
November 20
X

Title (given by the last class to write):
The Camping Adventure


Type your story here:

It was a cool fall night. The wind blew the leaves back and forth making a rustling sound as darkness shaded over the woods. Mary and Joey were in their tents trying to fall asleep. Joey could hear Dad snoring in the tent next to theirs. Crickets were chirping to each other singing their mating song. A moment later, an owl hooted “Whoooo, Whooooo.” A wolf howled at the full moon. The crackle from their dying fire faded into the night. Crunch . . . . crunch . . . . crunch . . .
“What’s that, Mary?” Joey whispered in her ear.
“Nothing, go to sleep!”
“I’m going to go see what that is.”
“No, just go to sleep.”
Joey got up, put his jacket on and grabbed a flashlight. Mary heard the zipper of the tent as he left. She raced after him. They headed into the dark woods.


Mary is scared because it's so dark. Joey says, "There's nothing to be scared of." Suddenly they hear a wolf howl close behind them. The kids start running very quickly. They fall into a big spooky hole. The boy and girl hit the ground and stand up. As they look around they see shadows and hear annoying squeaking. The two of them walk around looking for a way out. The bats wake up and start flying around crazily. The black bats are everywhere. Mary and Joey are terrified. Both of them try to climb the sharp rocks. to get out of the hole, but they can't and scream, "Daddy! Daddy!" The bats fly around the kids. Mary and Joey run deeper into the hole. The bats fly out of the dark hole and find an oak tree to sleep in. Mary and Joey find a creepy tunnel. They find an old, filthy, rickety, ladder. They climb the ladder and find a path. The kids walk down the windy path.

Mary and Joey stumble down the narrow trail for the next two hours, hoping to find what was making the strange noises they had heard earlier. Hungry and tired, the two lost children decide to stop and find something to eat. Just ahead, they spot an apple tree, which looks inviting and delicious. Mary thinks she smells waffles, too, but quickly realizes it's her mind playing tricks on her and grabs for an apple instead. As she takes her first bite, an old man suddenly appears before them. A long, white beard climbs down toward the ground from his worn, wrinkly face. He is wearing a brown, ragged tunic and looks as though he might be related to Santa Claus. It was very obvious that he had lived in these woods for quite some time. When he speaks to the children, he has a thick Russian accent that is hardly understandable. "I am Nikolai Resnov. I know where the sounds are coming from...and I can show you the way." Mary and Joey decide to follow the old man.

Nikolai leads Mary and Joey around and around the woods for what seems like hours, until finally they arrive at his house. Mary says, "Can we go in?" Nikolai answers, "Yes, but you must know the secret word first." "How are we supposed to know what it is?" asks Joey. "The word you seek is the answer to this riddle..."

“Hot and warm, they pop from the toaster. Crunchy and sweet, a great treat to eat. A perfect breakfast, especially smothered with syrup. For what it is, is the answer to my riddle,” sings Nikolai in his thick Russian accent.

Mary’s sensitive nose is tickled by the scent of breakfast. She wonders to herself, “Is that the aroma of my favorite food?” The girl whispers to her curious brother, “Do you smell, what I smell?” Nose to nose, the children scream together, “WAFFLES!” Nikolai replies, “Yes! You have solved my difficult riddle! Now, you may enter my house! Dobroye ootro (good morning).”

The old and wise Russian man, swings open the golden wooden door. The children see a green canvas flap. They unzipped the curtain and, “ZAP! ZAP!” they find themselves crawling out of their gray sleeping bags. When Joey walks out of the tent, he falls in a groundhog’s hole. Then, their dad yells, “Time for waffles!” Mary helps Joey get out of the hole. They both run into in house for waffles leaving their tent and moon-lit adventure in their backyard.