"I donít want to do my homework!" wee
Jeremy pouted. "I donít want to learn how to read and write. I donít care
about history and science." He stomped out of the mouse hole and then ran
into the back garden.
His mum sat at the table. She tried
to think of a way to get wee Jeremy to enjoy doing his schoolwork. An idea
came to her. She picked up a piece of cheddar cheese and went outside to
find the lad. He was sitting under a fluffy purple thistle. "I brought you
a piece of cheese," she said, handing it to him. He took it from her and
gobbled it down. "You like cheese, donít you?"
"All mice like cheese, Mum," wee
"Why is that? Why donít we like
asparagus or beetroot? Why do we like cheese so much?" she asked.
"I donít know. Mice have always
"Have you ever wondered where cheese
comes from?" his mum asked.
"From the refrigerator," he giggled.
"Do you think it appears in the
refrigerator by magic?"
"Iíve never thought about it. Where
does cheese come from?" wee Jeremy was now curious.
"Take a walk with me, lad. Itís a
lovely day. Letís go over to the meadow and see Bonnie, the cow," Mum
Wee Jeremy took his mumís hand and
they walked through the grass. "I see Bonnie. Sheís eating grass. Why does
she eat grass? I think that would taste disgusting," the lad said.
"Letís go and ask her," Mum said.
They climbed up on the fence and sat next to Bonnieís head. "Bonnie, why
do you eat grass?"
"Moo! It tastes delicious and makes
creamy milk," Bonnie said.
"How do you get milk from grass?"
wee Jeremy asked, puzzled.
"The grass turns into milk inside of
me. Every day Farmer Graham milks me and then uses my milk to make butter
and cheese," Bonnie explained.
"Cheese? Cheese comes from milk?"
wee Jeremy asked. His eyes were bulging with excitement.
"Why, of course. Youíre a mouse.
Surely you knew that," Bonnie said.
"No, I didnít know that. I do now
though," he smiled.
"Thereís a lot to learn about
cheese. There are dozens of types of cheeses too. While most of it comes
from cows, you can get some cheeses made from the milk of goats and even
camels," Bonnie continued.
"Camel milk? Goat milk? Thatís
funny," we Jeremy smiled.
"Cow milk is used for many things.
Thereís yogurt, cottage cheese, cream, and ice cream," Bonnie said.
"Ice cream? Ice cream comes from
cowís milk? Thatís brilliant!" wee Jeremy exclaimed.
"Why donít we go home and read some
books about milk and cheese?" his mum suggested.
"I canít read very well," he said,
"Well, your mum will help you and
you can soon learn. When youíve learned everything there is to know about
cheese, come back and see me and Iíll give you some fresh milk and
cheeses," Bonnie said. She let out a loud moo and went back to eating the
Wee Jeremy and his mum rushed back
to the mouse hole. "Mum, do we have any books on cheese?"
"Iíve got one right here. Why donít
we sit down and Iíll help you read it," she said.
She handed the lad the book. He
started looking at the pictures and reading with her help.
He leaned against his mum. "I love
you, Mum. Thanks for helping me learn about cheese," wee Jeremy said. His
mum smiled and then they finished reading the book.