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Three Cool Kids

RDQ:	706	Max Word/Sent	28	Total Words	1117		Diff Words	411
Lex	680	Ave Word/.Sent	8	Hi Freq occurs	728	65.2%	Hi freq	169	41.1%
AR	3.1	Long Sentences	3.8	Low Freq occurs	96	8.6%	Low freq	64	15.6%

Once upon a time in a big big city in a small open lot lived the
 Three Cool Kids: Big Middle and Little. Big was the oldest of the three.  He was large and dark with great curling horns of which he was very proud. Being both bossy and saucy by nature he put himself in charge. He worked hard taking care of his brother and sister. Middle was in between her two brothers which is how she got her name. She was just a bit vain and wore many jingling silver bracelets. She was very proud of her brilliant white wool and spent most of the money she made from kid-sitting on lotions and potions for her gleaming curls. Little was the youngest of the three Cool Kids. He was very proud of his big brother and sister - and  of his new red sneakers with purple laces. He was constantly prancing and dancing around but he was careful when he played not to get his sneakers dirty. The Three Cool Kids liked the lot that they lived on. They had been there for as long as any of them could remember. On two sides it had nice tall buildings that gave shade in summer and protected them from wind in winter. The front was open to the sun and had a good view of the neighborhood. But after many years of grazing the grass and weeds were getting sparse and a great deal of construction was going on next door. They were taking down the tall buildings. The work was very noisy dusty and dirty. Soon they would be unprotected. They needed a change. They knew where they wanted to go. Horns to Hooves Beauty Salon Open Vacancy Across the street and down the block there was a vacant lot.  It was full of sweet green grass and delectable weeds to eat. On one side of the lot there was a beauty shop. That would make Middle happy. On the other was a recycling center where Big and Little could find some work and maybe some delicious snacks. Oh it was very tempting. But something held them back from moving. They had all heard tales about a huge rat that lived in the sewer under the street. Everyone in the neighborhood had talked about it for years.  No one had actually seen him but terrible stories were told about those who had tried to cross the street and never come back. "It's just a rat" said Big. I can't believe one sniveling smelly little rat could be that bad." "Hmmm" mumbled Little. "I wonder if he swallows you whole or ..." "Oh no" Middle groaned. "I don't like the sound of this! I think we should wait." So they stayed on their lot hoping that someday things would improve but they never did. One day when they were down to their last weed Big decided that the time had come to move on. "I don't believe in fairy tales" he snorted. "We will cross the street." Middle's and Little's stomachs were growling so they were easily convinced. The Three Cool Kids trotted off down the block. They reached the corner and looked across the street. They could see the vacant lot and smell the sweet green grass. They stood there with their noses twitching. Little was so excited he could not stand still. "I will go first" he offered jumping off the curb."I am not afraid" he muttered to himself. He started across the street. Squincha squincha squincha went his sneakers. Suddenly he stopped. He heard a terrible sound...and smelled a terrible smell..."Who is making that horrible noise on my street?" screeched a gruesome voice. Something peered out of the sewer grate with nasty yellow eyes. Little stood trembling in his sneakers. He looked into the murky darkness of the sewer.  It was a rat! The biggest ugliest rat he had ever seen! "It is only me Little Cool" he said. Sniff Snuff went the rat. "You smell delicious! I think I will have you for my lunch!" And he poked his greasy whiskers through the grate. "Oh! How rude!" bleated Little. "I am not for your lunch! My big sister is coming and she will tell you what's what!" Kachinga chinga chinga. Middle's bracelets made a nice sound when she walked. Little felt better. He leapt onto the sidewalk. Squonch! ""Aiyeee!" shrieked the rat. "Who is making that frightful noise on my street?" Middle stopped. She smelled the rat's foul breath and shivered. "I-I-I am Middle Cool" she stammered. Sniff snuff went the rat. "You smell sweet. I think I will have you for my lunch instead!" "Oh! How rude!" shouted Middle. "I am not for your lunch! My big brother is coming and he will tell you what's what!" She gave his  slimy snout a wide berth and scrambled up on the curb. Kachinga chinga chinga! All this noise had given the rat a headache. "I am really hungry now" he grumbled. "I wish I had something really big for lunch." He was about to get his wish. Big approached the sewer grate. Kalomp kalomp kalomp. "Yaaaaargh!" groaned the rat. "Who is making that monstrous noise on my street?" "It's me Big Cool" Big snorted. "What is your problem?" Sniff snuff. "No problem now" growled the rat licking his crusty lips. "You look big enough for lunch and dinner!' But Big was not afraid. "You are a rude and repulsive creature!" he boomed. "No one has Cool Kids for lunch!" He stepped back and charged the grate. Karangalalang! His great horns crashed across the bars. "Yaieeek!" wailed the rat covering his hears "I hate that noise!" Big tromped on those filthy mottled whiskers and stared into those nasty yellow eyes. "Are you going to let me cross?" he asked. "But I'm hungry" whined the rat. "Listen and I will tell you what's what!" Big thundered. "You will have to go elsewhere for your meals and that is that!" He rose up on his legs and came down hard. Karashalbang! went his great horns on the grate. Karonch! went his hooves on the street. Splash! went the rat as he fell back into the sewer. "I guess I'm not so hungry anymore" he sniveled as he floated away with the rest of the debris. He was never heard from again. Big Middle and Little danced a little dance. Squincha squincha squincha kachinga chinga chinga kalomp kalomp kalomp! And they moved into the new lot right then and there. And if you ask them they can tell you that the grass was very street on the other side of the street.]]

Subjective Criteria

Illustrations: Some support

Dialog: Multiple speakers

Dialog: Broken dialogue

Vocabulary: Some difficult words

Language: Many descriptive words

Sentences: Multiple phrases

Text structure: Story/Poem

Concept: Fanciful

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Low Frequency Words

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debris	delectable	delicious	elsewhere	foul
grate	gruesome	headache	hooves	hoping
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karashalbang	karonch	leapt	lotions	monstrous
mottled	murky	muttered	nature	neighborhood
peered	potions	recycling	repulsive	rude
salon	saucy	scrambled	sewer	sniveled
sniveling	snuff	sparse	squincha	squonch
stammered	stomachs	swallows	thundered	tromped
twitching	ugliest	unprotected	vacancy	vacant
vain	whined	whiskers	youngest