Kathryn had to write a piece using hyperbole. Not only did she do a great job, because it's so over the top, but there are some places where I still laugh out loud. She and her community (what they call small groups within the classes, evidently) had to read it to the rest of the class. Interestingly enough, the girl they chose to read it chickened out and didn't read some parts. I guess it was too hyperbolic for her.
We, the extraordinary tribe of the Flying Pandas, shall present to all of you mediocre tribes a magnificent feast, at which you shall become as fat as our leader… drum roll please... Lord Po (aka Kung Fu Panda). This scrumptious delicacy has come from the ancient native land of Safeway. Note the precise inscription of the frosting, and the colorful, not to mention edible, masterpiece on the top. You will not want to eat it, because of your extreme jealousy, but the light, sugary, moisture of the inside will scream at you, “Eat me! Eat me!” until you give in. Devour it slowly, taking in every bite with pleasure, and remember how superior we are to you, yumminess-wise. By the time you have finished this tasty treat, you will be sulking, wishing you were invisible, deeply embarrassed by the awesomeness of our tribe and the lameness of yours. We are gods, and you ants, bowing down to us and congratulating us on the brilliance of our creative element.
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