Have fun and donate rice

~E~

This is pretty neat, especially if you're a word geek. You have to choose the meaning of a word; if you get it right, you earn 10 grains of rice and move on to the next level.

Play here.

Comments

Spudster said…
I can only make it to level 34 before my mind turns to mush.
November 5, 2007 at 12:47 PM
Russell said…
It's a good thing I didn't see this at work, or otherwise I wouldn't get anything done.

I'm pretty good at educated guessing which gets me to level 41. My favorite one so far is boodle=money. I swear they are making some of these up.
November 10, 2007 at 10:43 AM
Russell said…
More good ones:

Bluestocking = scholarly woman

waggery = jesting

millinery = hat shop

howdah = seat on elephant

logorrhea = talkative

poikilotherm = cold-blooded

harquebus = matchlock gun

tyro = beginner

Level 43 now. This is quite addicting!
November 10, 2007 at 2:54 PM
Charmingly Feisty said…
Some of us are having fun with this! It must start people randomly; I started at level 39 right off the bat and it looks like Al must have started lower than that.

I guess no one else can comment as they are even more addicted than Russell.
November 11, 2007 at 9:25 AM
West Coast Midwestern said…
omg i'm so addicted to this game and since i started playing it i've gone up from a vocab level of 29 to one of 36! Thank you, FreeRice.com! And rice goes to those that need it, goddess knows that isn't me!!!
November 16, 2007 at 11:10 AM
Charmingly Feisty said…
Haha, daughter is even playing it after she saw humboldt honey's email gushing about what fun it is.

I realized that it starts without a 'level' and as you play it determines what level you are.
November 16, 2007 at 12:23 PM
West Coast Midwestern said…
OK the fact that something I said influenced your so awesome daughter (tell her I say hi by the way, maybe she remembers me?) just made my day. And YES I'm still addicted to it, put it on my blog, emailed it to my sister, told all my friends.
November 20, 2007 at 4:16 PM
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