Tuesday at the Noun Office
Nelson runs the Noun Office in Grammaropolis. Today is Tuesday, and Tuesdays are busy. Help him fill in the missing nouns so the story works.
Nelson is waiting. When you're done, his platypus will read it back to you.
Your story is ready. Here is what Nelson read.
Tap or hover over any blue word to see what kind of word you chose.
It was Tuesday at the Noun Office, and the line stretched out the door, past the and down the block. Nelson sipped his . His platypus was chewing on a under the chair, as usual.
The first visitor walked in carrying . Nelson squinted. "Proper noun," he said. "Capital letter. Got it. Next!"
The next visitor brought in . Nelson sighed. "Abstract. You can't touch it. File it under needs work."
Then a walked in. Nelson raised an eyebrow. "Compound noun," he said. "Two words stuck together. I see what you did there."
Someone else dumped a whole pile of on the desk. The platypus charged across the room. Papers flew everywhere. A rolled out of the filing cabinet and landed on Nelson's foot.
A visitor walked in carrying a . "Another concrete one," Nelson said. "Files itself. Move along."
The door slammed open. It was . Nelson froze. "You. Of all people. Today?"
The visitor grinned. "Roger said you might want some help."
Nelson groaned. The platypus chased a through the lobby and into the filing cabinet.
Common, proper, concrete, abstract, plural, compound. Nelson had filed every kind of noun before lunch. It was his job. Name the thing.
"Office is closed," he said. "Take a number."
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