Task Look at the following text Highlight an

Task: Look at the following text. Highlight an example of: see hear smell taste touch

Miss Leanne’s description of the candy store It was almost time. I could smell the sweet scent of the popcorn and my taste buds tingled at the sight of the large, colourful, round lollipops that gazed at me from the window. My feet were twitching. I just wanted to run inside and bathe myself in the chocolate fountain. But, I had to be patient. Tick, tock, tick, tock went the large clock that hung above the candy store door. Tick, tock, tick, tock. I was burning a hole through the door with my eyes! When would that little, grey-haired man come to open the door? After what felt like an eternity, the door flung open. I raced to the front, pushing the excited, screeching children out of my way. The smell of the candy store was unbelievable. It was the sweetest and fruitiest scent imaginable. I would leave smelling like someone had drowned me in a candy-floss scented perfume. Out of the corner of my eye, I spied a large tub of rhubarb and custard sweets. My favourite! I needed to get my mitts on those delectable delights! Until, all of a sudden, I found myself in a battle with a boisterous, round, young boy. He must have been about seven or eight, but looked much older. I had my hands clasped

Miss Leanne’s description of the candy store It was almost time. I could smell the sweet scent of the popcorn and my taste buds tingled at the sight of the large, colourful, round lollipops that gazed at me from the window. My feet were twitching. I just wanted to run inside and bathe myself in the chocolate fountain. But, I had to be patient. Tick, tock, tick, tock went the large clock that hung above the candy store door. Tick, tock, tick, tock. I was burning a hole through the door with my eyes! When would that little, grey-haired man come to open the door? After what felt like an eternity, the door flung open. I raced to the front, pushing the excited, screeching children out of my way. The smell of the candy store was unbelievable. It was the sweetest and fruitiest scent imaginable. I would leave smelling like someone had drowned me in a candy-floss scented perfume. Out of the corner of my eye, I spied a large tub of rhubarb and custard sweets. My favourite! I needed to get my mitts on those delectable delights! Until, all of a sudden, I found myself in a battle with a boisterous, round, young boy. He must have been about seven or eight, but looked much older. I had my hands clasped around the tub, when he placed his sticky fingers over mine. No way was this red-