how chocolate is made

have you ever wondered how that  creamy brown bar of amazingness called chocolate

cause ill tell you now.

Have you ever wondered how chocolate is made

First, the cocoa pods are splitand whats in side is covered for six days to be fermented then they are left to dry in the sun.

Next, the beans are taken to factories then they are crushed into a liquid called coco liqueur.   

Then the coco liqueur is made into cocoa butter and powder.

Then a mixture  made out of coco liqueur butter and powder is needed in a process called counching.

To make the chocolate  in block form they simply pour liquid chocolate into a mold

They melt chocolate to make it a liquid

And just poar small drops onto a tray to make drops

Any other ingredients are added before they are delivered in liquid solid or drop form.

well now you know how chocolate is made I wonder if any of you knew this or any other cool
processes comment below and thank you for reading.

flying tea bag magic or science

In school are teacher( Mr g) showed us a cool thing were if you light a tea bag on fire then eventually it will lift off.

How a tea bag flies.

If you cut a tea bag then make it a cylinder and light both sides it will fly but how and why?

Well when you light the bag, it sets fire and starts to burn. Hot air fills the tube. Then when the cold air rushes in from the bottom, it will lift off.   

When the air inside the tube gets hotter it also gets less dense which means it wants to float. But as the cold air rushes through the bag gives it a little extra lift which allows it to fly.

This only happens at a certain point where there is enough lift to make the reduced weight of the tea bag float up into the air.

When the bag flies it isn't magic but a really cool example of science.

I think this was a really cool thing to explain and be able to learn about even cooler was the fact we could do the experiment are selves. have you ever done anything like this if so comment what it was?

thank you for reading and enjoy the rest of your day.

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some poems

Guzzle the alcohol Smash the cutlery throw the glasses on the floor Devour the roast ,sip the wine The drunks a singing a devilish tune in the smoky room forever alone... The pots a boiling the meat a roasting the beer running dry The sounds a- clamour, a- racket, knives and forks a- clinking, steaming roast spewing white lava into the room with no boundaries An endless table with every kind of dish laid out before us to eat . Gorge on roast drowned in gravy, with parsnip floating like logs left rot Forever alone…

There once was a boy named elijah who wasn't  quite right

Then one night he had a big fright and fell down a hole

He collapsed in heap and passed out to sleep

While the sheep graze on his hair he had big scare

And never became right after his fright

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`The stark blankness of it is too much for me with its white walls and grey floor it was as if it sucks all the happiness from my soul. This cube was supposed to keep us safe

“Yeah really safe.” I mutter to myself grinning. Then without a second thought, I kick the flimsy door off its hinges and sprint into the night the silence is deafening as everyone else sleeps through the curfew. Suddenly I hear a shout “don't move!” screams a guard, I keep running waiting for the crack of his pistol,Yet it doesn't come. Then, as if I'm a puppet on a string I am yanked back hitting my head on the concrete my blonde hair flapping in the wind as I roll into unconsciousness.    

I wake up in a damp and cold room I notice a door and I try it, but it’s locked. I look   around and I see a bed with a thin mattress on it and a window with metal bars blocking any attempt to escape. A  guard walks past the window He wears a suit of armor and a black helmet that covers his intiers head and suddenly the door swings open and two guards march in and gesture for me to follow them. I walk out into a cell block, where I'm flung into a cell the same as the last one. But for a barred door siting their I look around there are hundreds of different inmates all doing their business. Pacing my cell as the hopelessness of my situation weighs down on me. Suddenly the door swings open walking out I look around and see everyone walking towards a door on the other side

Of the cell block. I follow them to the door   finding myself in a cafeteria inmates are sitting at a tables eating what looked like slop covered

With sawdust. Looking around I see a tray that is unoccupied I go over and grab it and sit down at the table. Scooping up the slope I take a tentative bite  and nearly cough it back up “Thats horrible” I get out in between coughing fits “here the sauce makes it close to bearable” looking up, I See a man with a scared face like leather “my name's daniels”

He said “Thomas” I replied.

“Well Thomas what did you do”

“I went for a stroll during a curfew”

“What's he doing I said” guestring over to a man in the corner.

A rough hand grabs my shoulder and pulls me back tipping over my chair

My vision blurs on the edges. letting out a moan I see daniels wrestling with a bold man. Soon everyone's Fighting I roll out the way as a fat man collapses down getting up I look round the racket  of shoats and grunts pierce my ears, ducking round I punch a man in the side of my head but I trip and fall suddenly a voice echos over speakers in the roof.

EVERYONE DON'T MOVE booms the speakers I hear the cocking of stun guns and close my eyes opening them again I watch a man step forward before a shot from a stun gun puts him on the floor.

“Everyone go to your cells” Booms the voice again getting up I follow daniels to the cell block. Walking up the stairs entering my cell I look up to two guards are waiting follow me one says in a tinny voice. Then they march out turning around I follow them they flank me as me walk down a corriod that I had not noticed I find myself in what looks like a changing room. One of the guards flings me a fighting suit pulling it on I am giving a pair of gloves that have metal studs on the knuckles pulling them on. I follow the guards into what looks like a old roman arena a camera follow me as I walk forward on the other side Of the arena another inmate marches across the sand hands raised for the cameras.

Watching the other inmate I raise my fists knowing what will come next.

“FIGHT” booms the voice the other inmate charges at me he throws a punch I'm knocked off my balance he punches me again in the gut. I raise a hand to my head and it comes of wet with blood I throw a punch and it connects but to no avail. The inmate upper cuts me in the chin which sends me sprawling on the sand coughing I look up. Im pulled up by the scruff of my collar the he starts punching me over and over again blood pours from open wounds “STOP” booms the voice again the inmate release me as I look up I relles all my fury punching him in the temple he drops uncoinces.

Sitting in my cell I realise I have to get out sneaking out of my open cell door I tip toe

Into another corridor.

like a cat I sneak across the room to a door that's ajar opening it slowly I peer inside.

The warden is slumped asleep on a chair I creep over to the door on the other side of the room trying it is locked. looking around I spot his desk on top lays a half finished copy of lord of the flies. opening a draw I find a key going back over to the door I unlock it creeping through the door. I peer around there's a guard standing on a mezzanine overlooking my way to escape I see a stun pistol in a crate sneaking over I aim and shoot the guard he collapsed unconscious. I climb down the stairs I rush out to the outside world but the gate starts closing turning around a semicircle of guards block my escape.  closing my eyes the hail of machine gun fire tears through my body the pain is like a wave then nothing…

By Jack.D

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