Thursday, October 14, 2010
The Wabbit and the Flying Food
The Wabbit's holiday was destined to be interesting. Breakfast for the Wabbit usually consisted of hay, but he was on vacation. In a small tearoom in an isolated and beautiful spot, he stopped for breakfast. The Wabbit nestled behind a menu on a table and smelled the strange and exotic smells. "A change is a good as a rest", he said to himself. It was not often that the Wabbit was surprised but when he saw the flying food he was amazed. So this is how they do it round here! And then the Wabbit imagined flying hay, flying carrots and flying salad sandwiches. Just wait 'til I tell my friends, thought the Wabbit and wiggled his nose.