NINE year old Holly Gare of Cottesloe has written this beautiful award winning story about a tomato.
“Hello, I start off as a little seed and then I grow into a little green tomato, then I grow into a big rosy red tomato. I like to see all the little children around me playing. Sometimes I talk to the other plants that are near me and all the little bees…Buzz! Buzz! And chat to other insects too. I like to feel the cold water trickling down my red skin but when it’s hot it is like a big oven against my skin. I get all bitter in Summer and I get all cold in Winter and in Autumn I get covered in leaves but in Spring it’s just right for me and I love to see all my insect friends around me. I listen to all the trees swaying in the breeze and the sounds of all the plants getting watered drip drop drip drop onto their stems. Summer is horrible. Why does it have to be so hot? When I was a big ripe tomato a big hand came down and pulled me off my vine and put me in a box with a label on it saying “Boatshed.” Then somebody picked me up and brought me to Cottesloe Beach. Gobble, gobble. I was gone but when they spat out the seeds they started to grow into a big tomato”.