Acknowledgment 2
Dedication 3
“Fiva Day’s Rainbow Crew” 4
“Nothing rhymes with me!” 9
“Wilf Learns to Float” 13
“Charlie Carb’s Challenge” 17
“Gracie Grape Finds Herself” 22
“Caspar Carrot—‘I Like Being Me’” 26
Acknowledgment
‘Nothing Rhymes with Me!’, ‘Wilf Learns to Float’, ‘Gracie Grape finds Herself’, and ‘Caspar Carrot – I like Being Me’ - illustrated by Wendy Brooks.
‘Fiva Day’s Rainbow Crew’ and ‘Charlie Carb’s Challenge’ – illustrated by Vicki Norman http://www.vickinormanstudio.com/
Dedication
This book is dedicated to my grandchildren, Mikiah, Freya, Rhys, Eden and Seren, who enrich my life beyond words. Jenny Stretton
“Fiva Day’s Rainbow Crew”
‘I think I know what Fiva means’, said Olly Orange. ‘He’s always telling …show more content…
. . Kimmy Kiwi was puzzled . . . she’d only seen rainbows in the sky when the weather was sunny and rainy at the same time.
‘We can’t CATCH a rainbow, Kimmy . . . they are just coloured lights – called an Optical Illusion. Let’s see if we can make a pretend one though’.
Digging around in the art box, they found some crinkly tissue paper and coloured pipe cleaners. ‘Come on Kimmy – we need to find out what colours we need. Can you remember the last rainbow you saw?’ (Do you know what the colours of the rainbow …show more content…
Paddy felt so much better now, and was excited to think that he would soon learn about his very own ‘Growing Up’ story. Charlie says that next time they get together, he will tell how Paddy grew up to be a Potato from being planted as a tiny seed in a People Farmer’s field.
Now, at the end of the day, it’s time to leave . . . Off they go . . . . All of Charlie Carb’s Food Group, singing and humming their contented chant . . . .
“E equals Energy, that’s what we are,
Giving people fuel and helping them go far” . . . . . .
End.
“Gracie Grape Finds Herself”
‘Am I a pea?’ said Gracie to the tree . . .
‘I might be a pea, as I’m green you see’.
But the tree just stood, no words could she say
Her leaves made a rustle and so Gracie turned away.
She wanted the answer, she wanted to know
Which food group she’d join to be part of the show.
She knew that she grew on a plant called a ‘vine’
And with brothers and sisters, made a bunch – number nine.
‘So am I a kiwi, spring onion or pear?’ now she was whispering to only the air . . .
Away in the distance, she heard a faint call
‘Gather around my fruits, come one and