Chalk Scribble Adventure

I slipped through the bottom crack of the screen door and scampered straight out onto the sun-warmed stone patio! Sitting right by the garden edge was a chunky, dusty stub of bright pink sidewalk chalk. *Gasp!* I grabbed it tight with both hands—it felt so crumbly and dry—and dragged it hard across the bumpy flagstone with a loud *skrrr-skrrr*! Pink powder puffed everywhere, tickling my nose until I sneezed, but look what I made! A giant, wiggly swirl that looks just like a super-sized lollipop right at my feet!