The children came home from school demanding to eat. “I want cookies,” said one. “I want cake.” “I want chocolate.”
Mom chopped up fruit and put it on a plate. But they wanted more. “I want candy,” said one. “I want ice-cream.” “I want apple pie.”
Mum chopped up carrots but the children still wanted more. “I want peanut butter.” “Jelly.” “Milk and juice.”
Mum brought a bowl of cherries out and the children reached for their treats. But the fruits dissolved in a puddle of goo with swarming ants underneath, and the children didn’t want them. Neither did Mom.