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My job last week was Vocabulary Enricher.
I found only 5 words out of 7 chapters. Shocking.
The first word I found was underfoot on page 40. It means under one's feet, around one's feet, on the ground. My sentance is: My dog is always underfoot.
The second word I found altar on page 43. Altar means a table in a church which the offerings to the gods are held. The sentence is: My cousin and I tried making an altar for my grandfather.
THA THIRD WORD, is corrugated on page 43 (again). It means a material shaped into parallel ridges so as to give strength. My sentence is: Doctor Duff showed me what corrugated cardboard looks like.
The fourth! Ahh.. Almost done... The fourth word is (well, it's two words) fur stole. Fur stole means a woman's shawl usually made from expensive fabric. My sentence is... DUN DUN DUN: I still have no idea what a fur stole is. Yup, that's my sentence.
Last one! (YES!) The fifth and final word is brooding. It means something depressing. It means to think about something that makes one unhappy, angry, or worried. The sentence is... I hate brooding over pointless things.
DONE! PHEW!
I'll see you next time...
q___p
~Maymitce~
(Or whatever Gemma calls me)
The second word I found altar on page 43. Altar means a table in a church which the offerings to the gods are held. The sentence is: My cousin and I tried making an altar for my grandfather.
THA THIRD WORD, is corrugated on page 43 (again). It means a material shaped into parallel ridges so as to give strength. My sentence is: Doctor Duff showed me what corrugated cardboard looks like.
The fourth! Ahh.. Almost done... The fourth word is (well, it's two words) fur stole. Fur stole means a woman's shawl usually made from expensive fabric. My sentence is... DUN DUN DUN: I still have no idea what a fur stole is. Yup, that's my sentence.
Last one! (YES!) The fifth and final word is brooding. It means something depressing. It means to think about something that makes one unhappy, angry, or worried. The sentence is... I hate brooding over pointless things.
DONE! PHEW!
I'll see you next time...
q___p
~Maymitce~
(Or whatever Gemma calls me)
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