The mineral room was particularly interesting to Brody. Some minerals look a lot alike but then completely different from others. As they were looking through a drawer full of clear crystals, Mr. M picked up one small crystal, tossed it in the air, and caught it in his mouth.
“Gross!” Brody shouted. “Did you eat that?”
Mr. M spit it into his hand, offering it to Brody. “Noooo, thanks!” Brody waved one outstretched hand and covered his mouth with the other.
“What is that?” Emma asked.
Mr. M’s eyes sparkled. “Try it,” he coaxed, picking up a new piece.
“I’m with Brody. Nooo, way!”
Slowly, Mr. M extended his hand toward her. He raised and lowered his eyebrows. “I dare you.” He inched the crystal closer to her hand.
“Me too,” Brody added.
Quickly, Emma grabbed the crystal and popped it into her mouth. As fast as she threw it in, she spat it back out. Emma glared at Mr. M; a dreadful grimace covered her face.
“Yuck! Salt. Nasty salt. The saltiest salt I’ve ever tasted.” She licked the back of her hand, desperately trying to remove the salt flavor. “Ick, I can’t get it off my tongue!”
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