Onomatopoeia - Sounds from School
Chapter 3: Sound Bite
By Jordan Gal
“Mmm-mmm-good!” It was a cold, frosty winter day when the students filed into their classrooms. The morning show was rattling off the announcements for the day, including lunch. “Yippee!!” the children yelled. “Pizza sticks for lunch!” Pizza sticks were one of the students favorite lunches. Miss Appleplum did attendance and lunch count for her homeroom and then sent them off for their first period classes.
The morning classes went by faster than a car in the Daytona 500. Finally, it was time for recess and then lunch! The students whispered as they walked out of the classroom and outside. They played tag, football, and soccer, until finally Miss Appleplum blew her whistle, signaling that it was time for lunch.
The students walked into the cafeteria, but where their food usually sat there was nothing but empty trays. “Where are our pizza sticks?” the children yelled. The children searched the whole lunchroom for their pizza sticks, but there was nothing except ingredients. “Ummm…I guess we are making our own food.” said Jack. “Let’s do this!” shouted Summer. The students all grabbed the aprons that were sitting beside the ingredients.
The girls rolled the pizza dough while the boys smashed tomatoes. “Whoops!” exclaimed Jack as a slimy piece of tomato landed right on Marissa’s apron. “Food fight!” yelled the boys and suddenly handfuls of tomato were everywhere. “Oh no you didn’t!” yelled the girls. Now, dough was flying and tomatoes were soaring.
Grrrrrrrr! The whole sixth grades stomachs rumbled. “Maybe we should actually make some real pizza sticks.” said Summer. “Good idea, we’re starving!” agreed the boys. Since the tomatoes were already smashed and the dough was rolled, the kids went onto the next step. Tomato sauce was poured onto the dough and cheese was sprinkled across the top. Next, the rolled the dough into the shape of a pizza stick. Finally, the pizza went into the oven.
Ding! The oven timer went off. It was time for the most important part, the eating. Each student put two pizza sticks on their trays, along with some fruits and veggies that were sitting by the pizza stick ingredients. “On the count of three everybody try theirs.” said Marissa. “1-2-3 Go!” Mmm-mmm-good was heard all throughout the lunchroom. The students’ pizza sticks were a hit!
Onomatopoeia - Sounds from School
Chapter 2: Sound the Alarm
By Jordan G.
Rrrriiiinnnngggg! My alarm went off and I groaned. The clock said 7:00 A.M., so I pushed off the covers and got ready for school. I grabbed my backpack on my way out the door, confident that I had packed all my homework the night before. I remember thinking that it was going to be a great day.
I made it to my first class just as Miss Appleplum asked us to turn in our homework. I reached in my backpack, but couldn’t seem to find my English folder. I peered in for a closer look, digging all the way to the bottom and pulled out a dog bone. “Oh, no!” I cried. Reluctantly, I raised my hand, “Miss Appleplum, I think my dog ate my homework.” Needless to say, Miss Appleplum had apparently heard this excuse before and she was not entirely convinced I was telling the truth.
I made it to lunch without further incident. I was really looking forward to dessert, a Shoofly pie. But when I slide my fork into the pie, I quickly realized that there was a problem. Apparently, the cook had taken the dessert’s title too literally. There were actual flies inside and it smelled as if had been baked in an old shoe. “Yuck,” I thought, “this day could not get any worse.”
Unfortunately, I was so wrong. PE was next and I walked in just in time to hear the Coach tell everyone that we would be beginning a new unit on archery. Some brief instructions were given and the equipment was passed out, including real arrows! “This is not going to be pretty,” I thought, as images of The Hunger Games flashed in my head.
Whoosh! I dove for cover as the arrows started flying and just as I thought that it really couldn’t get any worse, Rrrriiiinnnngggg! I realized that the sound was my alarm going off. “Thank goodness,” I thought, “the awful day was just a dream.” But just to be sure, I checked my backpack before I left. “Pheww,” I sighed, “no dog bones!”
Onomatopoeia – Sounds from School
Chapter 1: Sound Asleep
By Jordan G
Ding-Ding-Ding! It was an average Thursday morning at exactly 8:00 A.M. The bell rang signaling that it was time for the students to go to their classroom. The chatted as they walked down the hallway and up the stairs, not at all prepared for what was about to happen.
“Hello, anybody there?” The students entered he darkened classroom and flicked the light-switch. “Miss Appleplum, are you in here?” the students looked around the classroom, “Where are you?” Suddenly one of the fifth-graders yelled, “There she is! She is asleep in her chair!” There was a chorus of whispering among the students. “Should we wake her up, should we let her sleep, what should we do?”
“Z-Z-Z-z-z-z!” Miss Appleplum was snoring in her desk chair. “We are definitely waking her up, she snores louder than an angry lion.” said Marissa, one of the students in Miss Appleplum’s class. All of the students agreed that they should wake Miss Appleplum. Jack walked over to his teacher and poked her “Time to get up!!” “Z-Z-Z!” Jack poked her again. “Wake up!!” “Z-Z-z-z-z!!” “On the count of three everybody scream.” said Jack. “1-2-3…. WAKE UP!!!” “Z-Z-Z!” “This is not working at all!” said Marissa.
“I have an idea!!” shouted Summer. “What? What is it? Tell us!” exclaimed the students. “Well,” said Summer, “Miss Appleplum loves coffee, so we should brew a pot of coffee and put it under her nose so that the smell wakes her up!” “Brilliant!” shouted the class, “She will surely wake up!” The students quickly brewed some coffee in Miss Appleplum’s coffee pot. Summer placed a steaming cup of coffee below Miss Appleplum’s nose. Their teacher’s eyelids twitched. “It’s working, it’s working!” all the students shouted. “Z-Z-Z-z-z-z…” “Oh-no!” cried the students. “It didn’t work!” “I guess we are going to have to just let her sleep.” said Jack. “I guess that we can do whatever we want for the rest of the day.”
After hours of paper football, tag, secrets, and jokes, the students got bored….very bored. They couldn’t think of anything else to do. They all doodled on the whiteboard and then got bored of that too.“Hey! The computers are on” shouted Marissa. Everybody ran back to the computers and played their favorite games. Surprisingly, no matter how loud they were, Miss Appleplum slept on, snug as a bug in a rug.
Ding-Ding-Ding! The school bell rang again, signally the end of the school day, so the students packed up their bags and went home. When the principal made her final rounds to check that all the doors were locked, she noticed that Miss Appleplum’s door was standing wide open. “Miss Appleplum, are you in here?” There was no answer, except ……….....“Z-Z-Z-z-z-z-z….”