Once upon a time, there was a mushroom, riding his bicycle along. He wasn’t paying very close to where he was going and then … thump!
‘Oh no, what was that?’ He looked back and saw a piece of celery lying on the ground behind him.
‘Hey are you okay?’
The celery just lay there.
The mushroom called 9-1-1, and waited for a response.
‘This is Emergency. What is the problem?’
‘I hit some celery with my bicycle, and now she’s just lying on the road!’
‘Is she alive?’
‘I don’t know!’
‘Is she breathing?’
‘I don’t know!’
‘Calm down, okay? Can you see the chest rising? Can you feel any breath coming out of the mouth?’
‘Yes. I can. She’s alive.’
‘OK, good. So you keep an eye on her. We’re sending an ambulance right away.’
Soon the mushroom heard a siren approaching. ‘Weeoo - weeoo!’
An asparagus driver leaped out of the ambulance, put the celery on a stretcher and loaded her into the ambulance. He was driving along when he heard the celery moaning. He turned around to check on her.
‘Hey, are you okay?’
And then he felt something. Bump bump!
‘Oh no, what was that?’
The asparagus jumped out and ran behind the ambulance and saw a piece of baby spinach lying there. Oh no, he hit the baby spinach! Then he looked up and saw the mommy spinach standing nearby.
He checked the baby spinach but … the spinach was dead.
‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!’ he said to the mother. But the mommy spinach just looked at her baby and didn’t say anything. Then she turned away and stared at the ground.
The asparagus called the hospital and they sent somebody to take the mushroom to the hospital. Then he loaded up the spinach and drove to a place where there was a giant wooden bowl in the ground.
Inside the bowl were other dead vegetables - cucumbers, sliced up tomatoes, pieces of lettuce. He slowly took the spinach out, softly dropped it into the bowl and watched it settle on the other vegetable pieces.
Then he heard a voice.
‘Look out! Here come the croutons!’
Pieces of hard bread fell onto the dead vegetables.
The voice called out again.
‘Stand back! There’s dressing coming!’
A liquid splashed out over all of the vegetables and croutons.
‘Goodbye, little spinach. Sorry I killed you,’ said the asparagus to himself. Then he climbed back into his ambulance and drove away.
‘Oh no, what was that?’ He looked back and saw a piece of celery lying on the ground behind him.
‘Hey are you okay?’
The celery just lay there.
The mushroom called 9-1-1, and waited for a response.
‘This is Emergency. What is the problem?’
‘I hit some celery with my bicycle, and now she’s just lying on the road!’
‘Is she alive?’
‘I don’t know!’
‘Is she breathing?’
‘I don’t know!’
‘Calm down, okay? Can you see the chest rising? Can you feel any breath coming out of the mouth?’
‘Yes. I can. She’s alive.’
‘OK, good. So you keep an eye on her. We’re sending an ambulance right away.’
Soon the mushroom heard a siren approaching. ‘Weeoo - weeoo!’
An asparagus driver leaped out of the ambulance, put the celery on a stretcher and loaded her into the ambulance. He was driving along when he heard the celery moaning. He turned around to check on her.
‘Hey, are you okay?’
And then he felt something. Bump bump!
‘Oh no, what was that?’
The asparagus jumped out and ran behind the ambulance and saw a piece of baby spinach lying there. Oh no, he hit the baby spinach! Then he looked up and saw the mommy spinach standing nearby.
He checked the baby spinach but … the spinach was dead.
‘I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!’ he said to the mother. But the mommy spinach just looked at her baby and didn’t say anything. Then she turned away and stared at the ground.
The asparagus called the hospital and they sent somebody to take the mushroom to the hospital. Then he loaded up the spinach and drove to a place where there was a giant wooden bowl in the ground.
Inside the bowl were other dead vegetables - cucumbers, sliced up tomatoes, pieces of lettuce. He slowly took the spinach out, softly dropped it into the bowl and watched it settle on the other vegetable pieces.
Then he heard a voice.
‘Look out! Here come the croutons!’
Pieces of hard bread fell onto the dead vegetables.
The voice called out again.
‘Stand back! There’s dressing coming!’
A liquid splashed out over all of the vegetables and croutons.
‘Goodbye, little spinach. Sorry I killed you,’ said the asparagus to himself. Then he climbed back into his ambulance and drove away.
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