It was WinTER and the snowfall had been significant. Outside there was an eerie silence as the snow deadened the usual hubbub. Tommy made a trite remark to his mother about not having to go to school today because of the snow. In a trice she gave him a clip round the ear and said "We still need our food. If you're not at school you can get on your trike and go and get us some milk, potatoes, cabbage, tripe and onions. With a sulk he set off and dreamt of being king of a jungle tribe where he could boss his mother around. But reality kicked in when he got back home and he was made to write a long essay on a boring subject that his teacher had set. However he did get to build a superb snowman after he'd finished his schoolwork using a wonky carrot that the shopkeeper couldn't sell.
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