Inspection Day at Gramma's Diner
Nelson is running his annual noun inspection at Gramma's Diner. His job is to name every noun in the building. Fill in the missing nouns so he can pass the kitchen.
Nelson's clipboard is ready. When you save, the platypus signs off on the inspection.
Your story is ready. Here is what Nelson read.
Tap or hover over any blue word to see what kind of word you chose.
Once a year, Nelson inspected every noun in Grammaropolis, and this year he started at Gramma's Diner.
He pushed through the door and snapped open his clipboard. His platypus waddled in behind him, hunting for .
"Inspection," Nelson announced. "Show me your nouns."
Gramma slid a plate across the counter. On it sat a beside a melting .
"Common nouns," Nelson said. "Lowercase. Honest."
A customer hollered for a bottle of , straight off the proper-noun shelf. Nelson tapped the capital letter.
A whole of regulars packed the back booth. "Collective noun. One word for the entire crowd."
The cook read off the rush: two , three roasted , a basket of warm , and a crate of . Nelson double-checked every irregular plural.
The platypus nosed a off the counter. Nelson named the puddle and kept moving.
For dessert, Gramma plated a , a true compound noun, two words mashed into one.
Then she set down something he had never filed: a buried under a heap of .
"Seriously? How did that get in here?" He filed it anyway.
By closing he had logged every in the building, plus one stubborn under the register and a forgotten in the freezer.
He even named the glowing in his chest. "That one gets its own drawer," he said.
Nelson tipped his hat to the platypus. "Next."
Other kids have filled in this story too.