‘’Mum wheres the Marmite’’ I whined.
‘’It should be in the pantry where it always is’’
‘’well it’s not’’. Mum then tells me to have Vegemite sweetheart.
But I say ‘’ Vegemite is made out of vegetables’’
‘’ who told you that’’
‘’Dad did’’ I throw a tantrum, but she tells me that Morrinsville has got a Marmite blow out!!
“Well w, w, what am I supposed to eat’’ I cried
“Vegemite’’ she yells
“No!’’ I yell back “ I just wont have breakfast then I”ll starve.’’
But I have breakfast anyway with a little dot of gross Vegemite on my toast.
hi Abbie I really like that you put the blow out in your story
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