BREAKFAST
SNACK
ASTRONOMY
SWIMMING
100

I’m round, golden, and stacked up high — pour syrup on me and give me a try.

Pancake 


100

I’m fruity, chewy, and come in strips, packed in lunchboxes and sealed with zips.

Fruit Roll-Up

100

I’m a group of stars you like to trace — hunters, bears, and other shapes.

Constellation

100

I move without legs and glide with grace, in pools and seas I find my place.

A Swimmer

200

I’m cracked, I’m fried, I’m scrambled too — a breakfast favorite, it’s true.

Egg


200

I’m sweet, I’m sour, I’m chewy and fun, I disappear quickly, one by one.

Gummy Candy

200

No air, no sound, and very wide — I’m where all the planets reside.

Outer Space

200

I go on your face to help you see, under the water, clear as can be.

Goggles


300

I’m brewed and hot, I help you wake, with every single sip you take.

Coffee 


300

I’m rolled and filled, a lunchtime win — with turkey or ham tucked in.

Wrap

300

I light up the night but I’m not the Sun — I wax and wane but harm no one.

The Moon

300

I’m not a bird, but I flap a lot, I help you move in a swimming spot.

Your Arms 


400

Though I’m in loops or flakes or charms, I’m often found in morning farms.

Cereal

400

I’m tiny, dry, and come in a box, with cheesy flavor that really rocks.

Cheese Crackers

400

Though tiny dust I may appear — I’m what causes stars to disappear.

Nebula


400

I’m full of water but never sink, with lanes and dives, what do you think?

A Swimming Pool 


500

I sizzle in a frying pan and make your breakfast smell like a fan.

Bacon

500

I’m a twisted treat with a salty twist, found at fairs and hard to resist.

Pretzel

500

I’m not alive but I can grow — though once a rock, I now may glow.

Meteor (or Shooting Star)

500

With breath I go, without I stop, used in water, not on top.

A Snorkel 


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