Coco reached in her small pink handbag, for a twix bar and a mars bar. 'Mmmm!' Coco thought. Her name was Coco because she loved coconuts and snacks and food. She opened her twix bar and crunched it up. Nothing was left except the chocolate wrapper. 'Yum!' Coco thought, crumpling up the wrapper and throwing it in the bin. She put the mars bar in a cold place and wrote her homework.
She reached in her handbag for a green carton with a picture of a coconut and it's milk pouring out of it. Coco licked her lips. She forced the straw into the silver hole and started to sip the coconut milk into her mouth.
After she'd finished her homework and snack, she lay back on her white bed for a little nap.
That evening, Coco had her short brown hair clipped back. She'd put her handbag away and sat at the table with her hands washed and her head on her hands. "Are you hungry dear?" Coco's mum asked. Coco nodded. She was always hungry.
Coco ran into the kitchen and set the table for her mum. She lay the white table cloth on to the wooden table. The napkins were laid out neatly in the places she, her mum and her dad sat, as well as the silver swirly knives and forks.
Opening the drawer, Coco's mum took out Coco's red notebook. "Here Coconut." her mum called, handing Coco her notebook. Coco's parents often called her Coconut. Inside, when Coco flipped open to the first page of the book, in food-shaped, orange writing, said the words, 'Ｍｙ ｆｏｏｄ ｄｉａｒｙ' very neatly. Coco smiled and flipped and flipped until she found the next blank page.
Coco filled in the date, breakfast lunch or dinner and what they were having for dinner and desert. She set her head on her hands, squinted her eyes before relaxing them and began her dinner daydream!
Dinner Daydream
Coco washed her hands. She dried them in the kitchen and sat down to eat the food her mum had prepared for her. There were hot dogs, soup, pizza. For dessert, an ice cream sundae, a sweet, cherries and watermelon pieces. It was delicious! All that made Coco full and she sat down for a snooze.
Oh dear, poor Coco! She had a dream about eating loads, being full, falling asleep, having a dream and doing the same all over again! Finally, Coco woke up and smiled, she had to eat the stuff on the table again because she was hungry again!
Back at the dinner table
"Coconut! Wake up! Eat your yummy dinner that your mum has prepared for you." Coco's dad laughed. Coco shook her head and groaned,
"No Way! I'm totally full!"
"Oh really?" wondered Coco's mum teasingly, "But it's a bit of risotto and a bit lasagne. For desert, ice cream or a slice of watermelon!"
"Me?! Full?! No way!" Coco exclaimed happily.
They chuckled as Coco tucked into the risotto and laughed, "We thought so!"
