Read-a-thon Mini-Challenge: Mad Libs!

 

Read-a-Thon Mini Challenge Hour 7: Mad Libs!

Nisaba Be Praised is hosting this very fun mini-challenge.  I took a paragraph from the book The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruis Zafon and gave my husband a list of words and terms to come up with.  I replaced the words in the paragraph with his words.   

Original paragraph:

I waited until Bea had gone into the building and then set off briskly, turning to glance back at every step.  Slowly I became possessed by the absurd conviction that everything was possible, and it seemed to me that even those deserted streets and hostile wind smelled of hope.  When I reached Plaza de Cataluna, I noticed that a flock of pigeons had congregated in the square. They covered it all with a blanket of white feathers that swayed silently.  I thought about going around them, but at that moment I noticed that the pigeons parted to let me pass, without flying off.  I felt my way forward, as the pigeons broke ranks in front of me and re-formed behind me.  When I got to the square, I heard the peal of the cathedral bells ringing out midnight.  I paused for a moment, stranded in an ocean of silver birds, and thought how this had been the strangest and most marvelous day of my life. 

I asked my husband for I famous person, 2 animals, 1 general location, 1 well-known location, 1 type of travel, 1 general direction, 1 time of day,  2 colors, 1 sound and 1 instrument of sound

Mad Libs:

I waited until Ludwig Van Beethoven had gone into the gynecologist’s office and then set off briskly, turning to glance back at every step. Slowly I became possessed by the absurd conviction that everything was possible, and it seemed to me that even those deserted streets and hostile wind smelled of hope.  When I reached Grand Central Station, I noticed that a flock of dung beetles had congregated in the square. They covered it all with an anorak of egg shell white feathers that swayed silently.  I thought about going around them, but at that moment I noticed that the dung beetles parted to let me pass, without moon rovering off.  I felt my way straight to hell, as the dung beetles broke ranks in front of me and re-formed behind me.  When I got to the western hemisphere, I heard the clarion call of a gazoo ringing out dawn.  I paused for a moment, stranded in an ocean of yellow silver-back gorillas, and thought how this had been the strangest and most marvelous day of my life.