Monday, June 2, 2008

using that vocab-game 1, week 6

Just two weeks left for Game 1...and I know all of you could make good use of a $10 Amazon gift certificate. So good luck!

*convoke

*plaintive

*dissidence

*ingenuous

*bohemian

*anterior

*sullen

*extrapolate

5 comments:

Jean said...

Brain dead for various reasons, but here goes:

The pack stirred restlessly, curious as to why the alpha male wolf had convoked the assembly.

She was at once ingenuous and bohemian, which probably explains why I fell in love with her.

Steve may be quite sullen if he doesn't win this.

Anterior, posterior--either seems better than balancing in the middle.

"M-ohm, I don't wanna go to bed now," said Max plaintively.

The king welcomed any dissidence ... with his sword.

It's always better to tell a teacher you've extrapolated than to admit you just guessed.

Awesome McAwesome said...

The chief of the mouse clan convoked his followers to announce his important plan: "Tonight, my friends, we fight back."

The plaintive cries of the mouse-wives and mouse-children did nothing to stop the horde from marching to war.

There were some mice who held fast with their dissidence, but the baleful glare of their chief quickly put that to an end.

The ingenuous kittens didn't have any clue that the army of hats moving along the floor towards them contained anything more than a human bearing food, as was usually the case.

The chief mouse crawled up to the stereo, and chose his battle music from the well-stocked record collection: Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody, the best fighting music ever written.

The mice knew that an anterior attack would be suicide, and instead headed for the rear flanks.

The battle over, the cats sullenly returned to their night's slumber as the mouse-horde scampered home, victorious.

Although the chief didn't say a word, it wasn't hard for the mice waiting anxiously to extrapolate the outcome of the fight from the long, furry tail the army carried proudly in their teeth.

Jean said...

Geez wheez, but Steve is trying hard for a victory--man! And talk about pandering with a mouse story! Talk about talent! But a $10 Amazon gift certificate doesn't count toward your bet with Don over who earns more money from writing first, Steve. I fully expect to be in second place by tonight.

Debi said...

This week's winning sentences:

The chief mouse crawled up to the stereo, and chose his battle music from the well-stocked record collection: Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody, the best fighting music ever written.

The pack stirred restlessly, curious as to why the alpha male wolf had convoked the assembly.

It's always better to tell a teacher you've extrapolated than to admit you just guessed.

And you thought you were going down this week, huh Jean? There's no way to guess how our judge is going to vote...and for being brain dead, I'd say you wrote some mighty impressive sentences! And Rich...where were you this week?!!

Jean said...

Jet lag + major rush work project = brain death = two winning sentences. Who would have figured? And where was Rich? Grading papers or exams?