Minnie Becker

Sam Becker

Brooklyn Sebasty

English

I woke up early to snow flakes on my window. It was one of those days where it was so cold you wanted to curl up in a blanket. I wished I could do that but school awaits. I rushed to put my clothes on, brush my teeth, and rush out the door with my jacket half on.

Today wasn’t just any other day. My science fair team was counting on me and I had the baking soda. As I ran to the corner I could clearly see the bus retracting its door.

I waved my hands so they would see me. Thankfully Mr. Cranberry has a good eye and let me on. Sarah, the team leader, came up to me. Where's the Baking Soda? I pulled it out of my book bag and happily gave it to her. “Oh my gosh…”Sarah said. “This is baking powder!”

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