Josie and Jane were all born on the same day. In fact they were
quadruplets. They had the same mom and dad, but none of them looked like
the other. Jennie had long brown hair; Julie’s hair was as black as coal;
Josie’s hair was long, blonde and wavy, and Jane’s hair was red. Even
though they didn’t look alike, they were the best of friends. They did
Jennie loved to
eat ice cream, but didn’t like cabbage. Julie loved to eat carrots, but
didn’t like brussel sprouts. Josie loved to eat chocolate cake, but she
wouldn’t eat oranges and Jane loved prawns, but wouldn’t touch eggs,
especially hard boiled eggs. The one thing they all loved to eat was
spaghetti. Every night their mum cooked spaghetti for them because they
all liked it. She tried to get them to eat fish, but Jane didn’t like it.
She tried to get them to eat meat loaf, but Jennie refused to eat that.
She tried to get them to eat curried chicken, but Josie wouldn’t. So, each
night she fixed spaghetti.
One day their mum
went shopping. She left the girls home with their father. She looked at
all the different foods. “Maybe they will all like crab cakes.” She
thought for a few minutes. “No. Jane won’t like that.” On the next aisle
she saw spinach soufflé. “Maybe they’ll like this.” After a few moments
she shook her head. “No. Julie can’t stand spinach.” When she came to the
last aisle she felt rather down in the dumps. She still hadn’t found
anything that all her girls would like. “I suppose I’ll have to cook
spaghetti again.” She sighed and turned to go back to the spaghetti aisle.
“Wait a minute. I think I’ve found something.”
That night the
girls sat around the table. “I’ve got a surprise for you all. I know
you’ll love it.”
“Mum, it doesn’t
have spinach in it, does it?” Julie said.
“It doesn’t have
crab in it, does it?” Jane made a face of disgust.
Mum came through
carrying a pizza. “Here you go, girls. There’s no crab, or spinach, or
eggs, or oranges, or brussel sprouts or cabbage.”
Jennie ate three
pieces. Julie ate four pieces. Jane ate three pieces and Jane at four too.
Mum smiled. “At last. I’ve found something besides spaghetti!”