Reading Level
What is the reading level of Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China?
Analysing the books in the series, we estimate that the reading level of Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China is 5th and 6th grade.
Expert Readability Tests for
Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China
| Readability Test | Reading Level |
|---|---|
| Flesch Kincaid Scale | Grade 5 |
| SMOG Index | Grade 8 |
| Coleman Liau Index | Grade 5 |
| Dale Chall Readability Score | Grade 5 |
Reading Time
0 hrs 23 mins
How long to read Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China?
The estimated word count of Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China is 5,580 words.
A person reading at the average speed of 250 words/min, will finish the book in 0 hrs 23 mins. At a slower speed of 150 words/min, they will finish it in 0 hrs 38 mins. At a faster speed of 450 words/min, they will finish it in 0 hrs 13 mins.
| Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China - 5,580 words | ||
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| Reading Speed | Time to Read | |
| Slow | 150 words/min | 0 hrs 38 mins |
| Average | 250 words/min | 0 hrs 23 mins |
| Fast | 450 words/min | 0 hrs 13 mins |
- Authors
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Bradley Charbonneau
More about Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China
5,580 words
Word Count
for Pass the Sour Cream: Given a Choice Between a Baked Potato and the Great Wall of China
36 minutes
Audiobook length
Description
I had been in Asia just over two months--something like ten weeks, or if you’re counting days, about seventy days. Of course, if you’re counting meals, like I was, think about two hundred and ten. Add iodine-purified water, a permanent layer of dust on my tongue, and let's just say I couldn't always hold down what I did eat. Food was becoming my meaning, my passion, my existence. I dreamt up meals in my head: leafy salads, steak, anything without rice and noodles. Sure, rice and noodles are great, but try them for seventy days, three meals a day--try anything for that long. I wanted food from home. Besides, just before coming to Asia, I'd spent six months in Africa eating things that were beige, bland, and beaten. Oh yes, Asian food had sounded exotic and adventurous, but at this point given a choice between a baked potato and the Great Wall of China...Pass the sour cream.