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Sister Cooking
Finalist Melbourne Food & Wine Festival Young Writer Competition
Breanne Gratton Aged 12 Year 7 Sacred Heart College Geelong
"The Best Meal I Ever Had - Even If My Sister Can't Cook"
Have you ever wondered why you’re skinnier than all the rest of the kids? Or why everybody in the world is
happy at dinner time except you? What about why no one you know ever wants to come to your house for dinner?
You probably have never wondered these things. I bet you don’t have an eighteen year old sister cooking your dinner everynight. If you do I know the pain. I have a big sister. Her name is Jelly. Jelly cooks my family’s meals. I really don’t know why we let her but we do. No-one likes her cooking. I bet if you asked 33 billion trillion thousand and 47 people to try the food Jelly makes only one person would not spit it across the room. This person would be the nicest person in the world. They wouldn’t want to hurt jelly’s feelings.
So anyway it was Thursday night and I was coming home from school on the bus. I accidentally missed my stop. I was hoping it would take me ‘till next Tuesday to get home. It didn’t. Bum! So since I was home and it wasn’t Tuesday plan B had to come into action. I forgot to make a plan B. Well, it was okay because I had half an hour untill dinner time. So I was thinking and thinking. I was starting to get a bit tired. So a little yawn came and another little yawn came and before I knew it was asleep. When you’re asleep and you don’t dream of a plan B you have no plan B. Trust me to wake up right before dinner. I had no time and no plan B. I had to think fast. I went into the backyard and pretended to be a statue. It was working greatly! I was so proud of myself thinking of such a great plan. I should invent a plan making job and be a plan maker. But then I sneezed and dad found me. Bum!
I was in my chair at the dinner table trying to figure out what was on my plate. It was 6:03. I know the time doesn’t matter but it could come in handy. Now it’s 6:04. So I was in my chair and I took a bite of the stuff on my plate. Just before I could say, ‘I’m full’, something weird happened. I got this weird sensation. A sensation , a feeling that I only got at friend’s places and restaurants. Actually it was more like a taste. I knew what it was! The food was yum! I couldn’t believe it. That Thursday night at 6:04, I knew the time would come in handy, was the first night at my house I had ever asked for seconds. It was amazing. That food I was eating was just so nice. It’s hard to explain what it tasted like. It was like lollies and marshmallows, ice-cream and tons of sugar all mixed together! With edible flowers on top! It didn’t smell like food and it definitely didn’t look like food but it tasted like food. Really nice food.
I wonder what we’ll be having tomorrow night.
What the judges said:
Nice construction and humour, language is very now, story is very real.
Interesting take on not wanting to eat food, but lacking in food descriptions, not mouth watering enough for me.
Very humorous but what actually happened? Great idea - could have been worked on just a little more.