Read the model sentence from Ray Bradbury's Something Wicked This Way Comes.
Great paper rolls under one arm, a brush and bucket in his free hand, the man was
whistling a tune, very far away.
©1962 Ray Bradbury
Use the words and phrases to create a new sentence that matches the model.
ready Gray billowing clouds we donned our ponchos,
the howling wind and thunder in our ears, above our heads,
Great paper rolls under one arm, a brush and bucket in his free hand, the man was
whistling a tune, very far away.
©1962 Ray Bradbury
Use the words and phrases to create a new sentence that matches the model.
ready Gray billowing clouds we donned our ponchos,
the howling wind and thunder in our ears, above our heads,