Easy Riddles for Kids (with Answers) — Page 14

You can feel us but not see us. We rustle leaves. We can be gentle or strong. We’re invisible forces.

Hint: We blow but aren’t solid.

In damp forests I like to grow, Cap and stem, a mycological show. Some of us are edible, some are not, But my name suggests I’m liked a lot.

Hint: Think of a fun fungus.

• I grow on trees and bushes without being planted.
• I’m sweet, colorful, and packed with vitamins.
• People used to forage for me before farming.

Hint: Think of blackberries, blueberries, or currants.

What never gets any wetter, no matter how much it rains?

I sit on the grass and twist all around. I shoot out water with a rhythmic sound. Children shriek and jump through my flow, On a hot afternoon, I put on a show.

Hint: It’s attached to a hose.

I have six zeros to play with. I know a secret: zero factorial equals one. Combine them with plus signs and a final factorial. What number appears?

Hint: Use factorials cleverly.

I am a small counting number. Put the letter G in front of me. Suddenly I become a word that means ‘gone’.

Hint: It’s the smallest positive number.

Take eight copies of the digit 8. Use only plus signs to connect them. Can you reach a big round number? Which one is it?

Hint: Arrange them by place value.

• I am a single digit.
• I am greater than two and less than nine.
• Count the sides of a hexagon, then add one.
• That sum reveals me.
• What number am I?

Hint: How many sides on a hexagon? Add 1.

Curved and creamy, rich in taste, In nut mixes, I’m placed. Roast or raw, I’m a snack so grand, Think of dollars in your hand.

Hint: Listen to the word: cash-you?

I grow on a vine, big and round, Carve me for Halloween, I’m found. Inside there are seeds to save or roast, My flesh in pies is what folks toast.

Hint: It’s a squash, not a veggie.

What part of the turkey has the most feathers?

Silver scales and a pinkish hue, I jump up rivers, it’s true. On your plate, I’m a healthy catch, Grilled or baked, a tasty match.

Hint: pink fish

From the leg of a pig, cured and sliced, In a sandwich, it’s nicely priced. With cheese and bread, a lunchtime star, Some call me the best by far.

Hint: deli meat

• You can buy cookies, bread, and pastries here.
• The bakers start early to get everything made.
• Walk in and your nose will lead you to the treats.

Hint: It’s not a restaurant, but a place that sells baked goods.

Children run to me when they hear my melody. I’m colorful and visit neighborhoods. I carry frozen goodies. You pay at my window.

Hint: You might hear a jingle and chase me.

• I puff up when baked, creating a hollow center.
• Tear me and dunk me in hummus or tzatziki.
• I’m a staple in Greek and Mediterranean meals.

Hint: I’m not naan, but we’re both flatbreads.

• I’m grilled in a special machine with ridges.
• Sometimes I’m stuffed with turkey or veggies.
• I’m a hot and crispy lunchtime delight.

Hint: I’m not a regular sandwich—I’m grilled.

• I’m sweet and come in boxes or bottles.
• Some say I’m the non-bubbly version of a fancy drink.
• I’m a staple at birthday parties.

Hint: Think of the fruit, then press it.

Shiny purple skin, a teardrop shape, Slice me up for a bake or scrape. In ratatouille or parmigiana I shine, But I don’t lay eggs, that’s not my line.

Hint: Think of an aubergine.