We had a lot
fun with this project. After reading the book The Chocolate
Touch, the students wrote their own “chocolate touch”
stories. Some of them had the same difficulties as John in the
story. Everything they touched turned to chocolate, even their
friends and family. We have included 2 of these stories for you
to enjoy.
We are now in
the process of putting together a chocolate recipe book. Each
student will bring in their favorite recipe. Then we will
compile them into a book, and each child will receive one. Next
they will design covers for their books. And, finally, we will
select a recipe to make and enjoy in class.
The students
not only had fun with this project, but they also learned a lot
about where chocolate comes from. They did research during their
library/computer classes with Mrs. Laur and Mrs. Libby. The
research was used to create an original PowerPoint presentation
to share what we learned about how chocolate is made.
Our Stories
One day I woke up and had
the chocolate touch! My mom made pancakes but they were
chocolate. She only makes blueberry pancakes once a year. And it
was the month my mom makes homemade food. We always have
takeout. When I went to school it was Amber’s birthday and she
brought an ice cream cake. I love ice cream cake. So Amber gave
me the biggest piece but it tasted like chocolate. So when it
was lunch, I just ate one carrot because I knew it would taste
like chocolate. Suddenly the carrot didn’t taste like chocolate
so for now my favorite food is not chocolate. The end
by Blair K.
One day I
woke up and had the chocolate touch! When I ate breakfast
everything I touched turned to chocolate. I was so curious about
it that I screamed. And a dragon came in and I touched it. It
turned to chocolate too and I ate the whole thing. Then my
brother came in and said, “How did you do that!” Later in the
day my mom took me to the doctor. He gave me a chocolate shot
and I felt better. But I touched him and I ate the doctor. He
was never heard from again. So I kept the chocolate touch. The
end.
by Sherwin
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