Mad Libs

Mad-Libs Vocabulary Assignment
Ms. Walsh

1) Go to the blog page
2) Click on the Mad Libs gadget
3) Choose a topic from the dropdown menu
4) Fill in the appropriate parts of speech, using vocabulary words and other necessary words
5) Email yourself and one other person when you are done
6) Check your email, open the document from Mad Libs
7) Copy the story into your notebook.
8) In your notebook, translate the story underneath the copied version. Replace vocabulary words with synonyms, and add story elements to make it make sense.
9) Underneath your translation, reflect on your thinking process as you worked to make your vocabulary story make sense.
10) Title your vocabulary story

Sample:
Daniel Walsh, alias Johnny Cool, hated to make decisions even when his adage depended on it. He headed in the direction of an all-night bonanza nestled between a self-service citadel station and a decree parlor. He pushed open the diner excerpt but didn't enter. The only street lamp on the dark laggard illuminated the fear on his toenails. He was coming to another decisive moment, and as always, it scared the plaudits out of him. He took a deep rubble and entered the diner. It was almost servile. Johnny slumped into a/an discordant leather booth. He was very tired. Every wrangle in his body ached. His vigil was trembling. He needed coffee silently.

*The bold words are the words and phrases I selected for the Mad Libs.

Sample Tranlation:
Title: Early Bird J. Cool Needs Rest: The Desire to Run

My brother, who also goes by the name Johnny Cool, didn’t like to make decisions even when his proverb depended on it, and he lived by the old adage, “the early bird catches the worm.” He went towards an all-night money-making diner, located between a self-service protective tower for citizens, and a rules and regulations parlor. It’s tough living in the future. He read the passage written in the diner menu posted on the wall, but he didn’t go in. The only street lamp on the slowpoke lit up the fear on his toenails. He was coming to another decision, and as usual, it scared the applause out of him. He took a deep breath of the debris from recent construction outside the building and entered the diner. The place was like a servant itself, waiters running back and forth without stopping, bells ringing, orders being taken. Johnny, or Daniel, sat down heavily in a booth that shrieked out loud and made a grating sound when his body hit the seat. He was exhausted. Every argument in his body ached- his racing mind verses his sleepiness, his hunger verses his will to keep walking. His ability to keep watch over his target had been reduced to a tremble. He needed to sit silently with a cup of coffee and think for a while.