S'more

Marshmallows come in all different shapes and sizes. Spaghetti noodles also come in many different sizes. When most people think of marshmallows they think of the filling of a good ole s’more, and when they think of spaghetti noodles they think of well... spaghetti. But our engineering project is taking these two cuisines in a whole other dimension. First let’s start with the marshmallows. Marshmallows were created in 2000 BC. Marshmallows are made of gelatin which causes the marshmallow to stay

which took awhile. After riding my rip stick we took a walk on the beach and played in the water a little after playing in the water we rinsed off and then took a shower. And came back and ate dinner. Then we made delicious s'mores and then ate them. After we finished making s'mores we got ready for bed and

gigantic, campfire marshmallows white as snow. The marshmallows were pillows for the warm, melted hershey's chocolate that rested upon it. The graham crackers acted like blankets on either side of the marshmallow and chocolate. We all took a bite and the s'more got everywhere.

Goose Creek It was a boiling, steaming day. I was going to a friend's house at Goose Creek. When we were driving into Goose Creek, I saw a lot of interesting side by sides and four wheelers. Zack and I went swimming, and I almost Broke my foot. I jumped into a shallow part of the muddy water, and I could barely walk when I got out. When we concluded swimming, we went up to the lot and set up the pop up camper. I was bouncing up and down on the trampoline like a kangaroo before I

have never been to Rhode Island so I was a tourist for the weekend. I went to Newport and walked around the whole town all day. I haven’t had that much fun in awhile. The weekend went so fast. I did not do much for Halloween. All we did was make s’mores, eat candy, and watch scary Halloween movies. In a way I wish I could move

innovative coffee drinks that appeal to the younger generations. It seems like the idea that coffee is only for grownups has changed as younger people are now consuming coffee disguised in sugary drinks. People of all ages are now eager to post their S’mores Frappuccino or their Midnight Mint Mochas. This coffee craze, fueled by social media, coupled with the need for social acceptance, and blended with a ridiculous amount of sugar, continues to promote the drinking of

The temperature is always nice to go on a walk, play catch, pick pumpkins, and to have bonfires. Bonfires are done quite often at my cousin’s house, we invite all of my friends and family to come join us and eat s'mores. When we have bonfires, we usually play a game of two-hand-touch football, volleyball, and soccer while we play music on our speakers. Our bonfires almost always last two to three hours long, because of all the fun we’re having, plus I usually stay

Craig Key in Florida is a calm peaceful, relaxing, and tranquil place to go fishing. There are just two properties in this little key, Overseas Highway, and the Florida Keys Overseas Heritage Trail. Florida Keys Overseas Heritage Trail is on the side of the road where my family goes fishing. The Florida Keys are, as the Florida Fish and Wildlife officer said “a beautiful place to go fishing if anyone annoying is not around,” by which he meant if other people were around. In the morning when the

supposed to have been electrocuted. Jack saw burn marks in the floor of a man with about a size 12 shoe. But yet He still didn't believe that one kid always went home in a ambulance. We sat around a fire and cooked our supper over the fire, hot dogs and s'mores. As my class and I sat around the fire I asked, “Have any of you heard of the story about a man with about a size 12 boot who died here?” “It was the person's boot marks we saw on the ground,” I explained. I heard murmurs all

The trees willowed above the campers like fast moving water in a rapid. I consumed the words of the gospel as they flashed across the screen faster than Usain Bolt in his 100-meter dash, the calming sound of the strumming guitar as it fills the room. I feel the crisp pages of my song book grace my fingers as I open it to the first song. A dimly lit campfire glows against the campers’ faces as they harmonize together in song. As we got done singing we joined hands in prayer. I feel the slightly moist