This is my 9-year-old Granddaughter's version:
At dinnER time, John plonked a dish of lasagne down on the table and said tiredly, "Eat Garfield". Garfield eyed John and then he eyed the dish up and down for a minute and finally muttered, "What's with the pyrex dish? You usually, and when I say usually, I mean always, use the navy-blue one". "Well I hate to break it to you old buddy, but I, well, so I um accidentally, maybe I kinda, ok, I broke it" , stuttered John awkwardly. John saw the greed in his eyes and knew too well that Garfield wouldn't be held back for long. That morning, John didn't get to make Garfield's breakfast, so Garfield tried to creep him out by pouring water on him in bed. After he grumpily dried himself, John reluctantly made Garfield's breakfast and then made himself some cereal. John had his first violin lesson today so after some cornflakes he set off with his new violin in his hand to the local music school. When he got back, he cried, "Hey buddy, wanna hear me play? I feel like an expert already!" 'Oh goody,' thought Garfield. John got out his new violin and rosin and used it to tighten the bow. After the song John played, Garfield's expression changed back to normal, for it had become frozen with the shock of the terrible noise or what John called, 'Wonderful music'. Garfield felt like he had been freed from a prison after John's awful racket. The next day, John sprung a surprise on Garfield. "Surprise buddy, pack your bags because we're off to Greece! Actually I already packed your bags so you don't need to, even though I already said 'pack your bags' and this and that but it doesn't really matter so you can just hop in your kitty carrier! I looked at a brochure last evening and we're going to visit so many Greek landmarks" Once John finally managed to persuade Garfield to get in the kitty carrier, they headed to the airport. On the way, Garfield saw lots of different dogs. Each was a different breed to the rest. Westies, Border collies, Bernese mountain dogs, Chihuahuas, Pugs, bulldogs, and many more!
This is my version:
ERica came down to breakfast; the room was in a bit of a mess. "These were one of the times when having young kids saps your strength", she muttered as she surveyed the scene. She picked up the rosin off the floor, returning it to her daughter's violin case. She cleared enough room to enable her to eat breakfast. She poached an egg, made some toast and put some baked beans into a pyrex dish to heat up in the microwave. She was having to creep around as her husband was fast asleep after his night shift. She couldn't help starting her work whilst eating. She was a website designer and had got to the stage where it made sense to greek out the detail so she could concentrate on the structure and flows of using the sitee. Just then her daughters appeared and scrambled up next to her trying to pinch some beans off her plate. "No you don't - that's sheer greed", she chided with a grin. "If you want some breakfast, first you have to tidy up this mess". Erica didn't notice when one of her daughters freed the pet rabbit (Alfonso) to have a run around before they'd finished tidying. "Just make sure you clean up after Alfonso", she commanded. Alfonso was a beautiful breed of rabbit but its fur needed lots of attention which usually fell to Erica to do. She never complained however since she rather enjoyed the task.
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