Riddles for 7 Year Olds — Page 10

I’m the seed of a cherry tree, Roasted dark for energy. Ground and brewed, a bitter taste, In a cup, I’m often placed.

Hint: caffeine source

• I’m fizzing with bubbles that tickle your nose.
• You might drink me from a fancy cup at a birthday bash.
• I’m non-alcoholic and come in apple or grape flavor.

Hint: I’m like soda but often used for toasts.

Crumbly and rich, I melt in your mouth, Just flour, sugar, butter, that’s the truth. No leavening needed, I’m ‘short’ indeed, A classic treat that’s a holiday need.

Hint: Not just for elves, but everyone.

What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?

Hint: What can run but never walks…

What can you catch but not throw?

Round and bright on a handle, Lick and spin, it’s a sugary scandal. Flavors galore, swirled or plain, A treat you twirl again and again.

Hint: You hold it by the stick.

I spread out flat on the green, green grass. I’m the spot where sandwiches and laughter pass. Ants might visit for a crumb or two, Then you fold me up when the day is through.

Hint: You might use me in a park on a sunny day.

Crispy tortillas with cheese and jalapenos, Share a plate, a party amigo. But my name implies I’m not for you, A snack that’s never just a few.

Hint: Say it fast: ‘not yours’.

Elbow noodles in a creamy sauce, Yellow and gooey, I’m the boss. From a box or homemade, it’s a hit, Comfort food that kids commit.

Hint: Think of a Mac, but not the computer.

Strips of meat, dried and lean, Savory snack, a protein scene. Pull and gnaw with all your might, A hiker’s friend, a trail bite.

Hint: Think of beef made tough.

• Fold me with gyoza wrappers for a savory treat.
• Dip me in soy sauce for extra flavor.
• I’m often potsticker, or boiled in broth.

Hint: I’m not a wonton, but we’re friends.

• I’m a rolled sponge cake with creamy filling.
• My outside is frosted to resemble bark.
• Often decorated with meringue mushrooms.

Hint: I’m a traditional French Christmas treat.

Red and white stripes, a sugary hook, A minty crutch from the candy book. When Santa tripped and felt a pain, This sweet support he had to gain.

Hint: walking aid

A globe of sweetness, a peel so bright, It’s my name and color, both in sight. Segment by segment, a juicy prize, Vitamin C for healthy eyes.

Hint: color and fruit

Smooth and creamy, in a cone or cup, On a hot day, I cheer you up. Many flavors, from vanilla to mint, I might melt if you stop to print.

Hint: You might scream for it.

• Imagine you’re driving a bus and make several stops.
• People get on and off each time.
• You might try to keep count.
• But the question isn’t about passengers.
• Look in a mirror if you need a hint.

Hint: The driver is you!

A round dish with compartments so neat, Greens, grains, and protein all meet. A balanced meal in a single cup, Eat it all up.

Hint: healthy bowl

I’m round and light, with panels so bright. You’ll see me at pools from morning to night. I fly through the air with a simple toss, And sometimes I roll to get lost in the moss.

Hint: You inflate me before you play.

Wrapped in foil or in a jar, I’m a sugary treat, a superstar. Sour or sweet, I delight the tongue, Enjoy me in moderation, old or young.

Hint: You might get it on Halloween.

Crispy shell, folded neat, Crack me open for a treat. Slip of paper with words of fate, After Chinese food, I’m on your plate.

Hint: Think of a cookie with a fortune.