Cloudy With a Chance of Burgers - A Short Story By Vikram, Written on April 28, 2008 as part of his 2nd Grade Assignment

Across an ocean, over lots of enormous mountains and hot deserts. There lay the massive large city of Chewandswallow. In most ways the town was quiet like any other town. It had 800 people in it but there were no food stores in town. The weather gave us all the food we could ever imagine.

In Chewandswallow it never rained rain, it never snowed snow and it never blew wind. It rained hamburgers all over the town. It snowed broccoli. The wind blew strawberries. The people in town watched a weather report and there was a prediction about when the next food came. Everyone was ready with spoons, knives, glasses and forks. When there are leftovers, which there usually were, we put the food in refrigerators. We do that because we want to save food. After a brief shower of apple juice, low clouds blew toast and peanut butter and jam came sprinkling down on the toast. For lunch some mustard came blowing in. From the west some beans came blowing in and it started to rain eggs. For dinner came chops with carrots, and popsicles in the west. The food came pouring down on houses, lawns even down chimneys. The sanitation department took food off our houses, lawns, and even from down chimneys. With that food they fed animals all over Chewandswallow.

Life was good in chewandswallow until the weather changed. One day there was only cheese for the whole day. The next day there were only sandwiches with nothing inside them. On the next day there were only brussels sprouts. The next day there was only pea soup and no one could see what else was pouring down. The problem got worse. The people in Chewandswallow were so miserable that they started to cry. The next day they had only blueberries and gigantic hard strawberries came poring down. The next day only vegetables came pouring down all day. The next day there was a hurricane of pancakes that were so big that one pancake landed on a school and the principal had no choice but to close the school. The sanitation people could not do their job.

The people in Chewandswallow decided to leave. They glued a pancake on some cheese and the people in Chewandswallow took off. There were all sorts of animals eating the sides of the pancake. Finally they made it to a different city. The people in Chewandswallow tried to get used to the new city. All the food was put in different places. They put the food in containers, boxes, bags and many other things. The weirdest thing was that food didn’t fall from the sky. I will never forget how that pancake dropped on the school. I hope the people from Chewandswallow never go there.