Eat your peas 2016.07.04

Eat Your Peas By Kes Gray Illustrated by Nick Sharratt It was dinner time again and Daisy just knew what her mum was going to say, before she even said it. "Eat your peas," said Mum. Daisy looked down at the little green balls that were ganging up on her plate. "I don't like peas," said Daisy. Mum sighed one of her usual sighs. "If you eat your peas, you can have some pudding," said Mum. "I don't like peas," said Daisy. "If you eat your peas, you can have some pudding and you can stay up for an extra half hour." "I don't like peas," said Daisy. "If you eat your peas, you can have some pudding, stay up for an extra half hour and you can skip your bath." "I don't like peas," said Daisy. "If you eat your peas, you can have ten puddings, stay up really late, you don't have to wash for two whole months and I'll buy you a new bike." "I don't like peas," said Daisy. "If you eat your peas, you can have 48 puddings, stay up past midnight, you never have to wash again. I'll buy you two new bikes and a baby elephant." "I don't like peas," said Daisy. "If you eat your peas, you can have 100 puddings, you can go to bed when you want, wash when you want, do what you want when you want, I'll buy you ten new bikes, two pet elephants, three zebras, a penguin and a chocolate factory." "I don't like peas," said Daisy. "If you eat your peas, I'll buy you a supermarket stacked full of puddings, you never have to go to bed again ever, or school again, you never have to wash, or brush your hair, or clean your shoes, or tidy your bedroom, I'll buy you a bike shop, a zoo, ten chocolate factories, I'll take you to Superland for a week and you can have your very own space rocket with double retro laser blammers." "I don't like peas," said Daisy. "If you eat your peas, I'll buy you every supermarket, sweet shop, toy shop, and bike shop in the world, seventeen swimming pools, you never have to go to bed again, or go to school, or wash, or brush your hair or clean your shoes, or clean your teeth, or clean your hamster out, or tidy your bedroom, or put the videos in yourself, or get dressed, I'll buy you Africa and ninety two chocolate factories, we'll move to Superland, you can have all the space rockets you want, I'll buy you the earth, the moon, the stars, the sun and...and...and...and a new fluffy pencil case!" "You really want me to eat my peas, don't you?" said Daisy. "Yes," said Mum. " I'll eat my peas if you eat your Brussels," said Daisy. Mum looked down at her own plate and her bottom lip began to wobble. "But I don't like Brussels," said Mum. "Exactly!" said Daisy. "You don't like Brussels and I DON'T LIKE PEAS!" "But we both like pudding!"