White
By Michael

White is clouds, thin paper and blankness.
White is the taste of vanilla frosting.
White smells like rice crispy treats and sugar.
White makes me feel joyful.
White is the sound of whistling wind and water flowing.
White is pureness, moonlights, and stars shining.
White is slippery ice.
White is powdery flour.
White is a white cap.
| Daniella | Matthew | Michael | Rami | Maegan | Olivia |
| Travis | Salman | Alex L. | Erik | Shirin | kendall |
| Julijana | Chris K. | Phillip | Dylan | Danaiya |
Mrs. Occhicone's Class | Pocantico Hills School
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