years she snorted. old enough to know better. If ‘You’re eight old,’ ‘That’s you stop growing soon, be too don’t it’ll late.’ late for ‘Too what, Grandma?’ she went on. nearly as tall as me ‘It’s ridiculous,’ ‘You’re already.’ George took a good look at grandma. She certainly was a very tiny person. Her legs were so short she had to have a footstool to put her feet on, and her head only came half-way up the back of the armchair. says fine for a man to be George said. ‘Daddy it’s tall,’ listen to your said. to ‘Don’t daddy,’ Grandma ‘Listen me.’ how do I stop George asked her. ‘But growing?’ less Grandma said. ‘Eat chocolate,’ chocolate make you ‘Does grow?’ makes you grow the wrong way' she snapped. instead of ‘It ‘Up down.’ Grandma sipped some tea but never took her eyes from the little boy who stood before her. grow she said. ‘Never up,’ ‘Always down.’ ‘Yes, Grandma.’ stop ‘And eating chocolate. Eat cabbage instead.’ I like George said. ‘Cabbage! Oh no, don’t cabbage,’ not what you like or Grandma snapped. good for ‘It’s don’t like,’ ‘It’s what’s you that counts. From now on, you must eat cabbage three times a day, Mountains of cabbage! And if got caterpillars on it, so much the it’s better!’
‘You’re eight years old,’ she snorted. ‘That’s old enough to know better. If you don’t stop growing soon, it’ll be too late.’ ‘Too late for what, Grandma?’ ‘It’s ridiculous,’ she went on. ‘You’re nearly as tall as me already.’ George took a good look at grandma. She certainly was a very tiny person. Her legs were so short she had to have a footstool to put her feet on, and her head only came half-way up the back of the armchair. ‘Daddy says it’s fine for a man to be tall,’ George said. ‘Don’t listen to your daddy,’ Grandma said. ‘Listen to me.’ ‘But how do I stop growing?’ George asked her. ‘Eat less chocolate,’ Grandma said. ‘Does chocolate make you grow?’ ‘It makes you grow the wrong way' she snapped. ‘Up instead of down.’ Grandma sipped some tea but never took her eyes from the little boy who stood before her. ‘Never grow up,’ she said. ‘Always down.’ ‘Yes, Grandma.’ ‘And stop eating chocolate. Eat cabbage instead.’ ‘Cabbage! Oh no, I don’t like cabbage,’ George said. ‘It’s not what you like or don’t like,’ Grandma snapped. ‘It’s what’s good for you that counts. From now on, you must eat cabbage three times a day, Mountains of cabbage! And if it’s got caterpillars on it, so much the better!’
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