1 The boys and girls in Mrs. Farmer's first grade class could hardly wait until spring. That was the day the eggs were to hatch. What eggs, you ask? Why, the chicken eggs, of course!
2 Every year, Mrs. Farmer would set up the incubator [INK-you-bay-tor] in the classroom. Everyone in the class looked forward to the end of February. She would let it warm up for a week. Then on the first of March a dozen chicken eggs would be put in.
3 "These eggs do not look like the ones from the store," said Marty.
4 "None of them are white," said Cara. "They are brown."
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