Transcript Week 5

She clung like
glue to her
new bike.
Our school
had a picnic
at noon.
The angry
wind blew a
few trees
down.
The smooth
fruit hung
from the tree
branches.
The big blue
blooms made
the flowers
special.
I was pressing
grapes with a
spoon to
make juice.
She sat on a
stool in the
cool shade of
branches.
He wore his
special blue
suit to the
party.
Sue was
pressing her
fingers along the
side of the pool
to hold on.
Soon we will
have a picnic
at the zoo.
The angry sea
tossed the food
and the crew all
around the ship.
The dew
clung to the
leaves and
the fruit.
Some were angry
and did not believe
the news of the
school closing, but
they found out it was
true.
My cat clung to the
branches and
wasn’t in the mood
to get down
anytime soon.
Our fingers held the
rail as we looked at
the moon and stars
from the deck of the
cruise ship.
His nephew
drew a special
picture of the
town.
Stew is not a
good food to
take on a
picnic.
Mom knew that
pressing the shirt
would make it
look like new.