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Wow! The Pocket Money We'll Save
Wow! The Pocket Money We'll Save
Wow! The Pocket Money We'll Save
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Wow! The Pocket Money We'll Save

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Floyd, Leora, David, Janet, Barry, Fiona, Jarmaine, and Meg do not see the need to save any of their pocket money, at all at all. What with candy, trinkets, chocolates and games to enjoy.

In fact, they do not even believe in saving any of their pocket money for a rainy day - even when their parents send them to the Banks' strange house. So, not surprising, not a single thing the banks say or do to tell them otherwise, seems to work ... and the Banks do try very, very, very hard.
In fact, the children so frustrate all the Banks' efforts, why, the Banks totally, totally give up, and accept they just cannot convince this lot ... until the children eat the green forest cake and the strange looking yellow and black tasty eats. Then ......

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAgnes Musa
Release dateJul 15, 2017
ISBN9781370483228
Wow! The Pocket Money We'll Save
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Agnes Musa

Agnes Musa is a published author with Hodder UK, Smashwords, Amazon, Lulu, Createspace and Google Play. Agnes is a full time writer passionate about health and welfare, human rights, female empowerment, children's rights and the environment. Agnes strives to produce well written short, exciting books on a variety of subjects.

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    Wow! The Pocket Money We'll Save - Agnes Musa

    Wow! The Pocket Money We’ll Save!

    By Agnes Musa

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    Chapter 1

    Mrs Banks was so happy, so very, very happy, tears of joy gushed right out of her eyes. Yes, yes they did. Buckets and buckets of them.

    Eh, eh, did you, did you hear that honey? Mrs Banks enthused to an equally delighted Mr. Banks.

    Every word of it. Every single word of it, honey. Mr. Banks said, wiping the corners of his own teary eyes.

    Heard each and every word of it. Mr. Banks again said. Every word.

    And all this, because the Banks, after trying to teach eight young people to save some of their pocket money… in case of a rainy day, finally, finally seemed to be getting somewhere.

    This was notwithstanding the fact that none of the young people, were keen to hear that they had to save their pocket money for a rainy day. Not keen at all, at all.

    Save for a rainy day? Floyd, Leora, David, Janet, Barry, Fiona, Jarmaine, and Meg said. Save for a rainy day? Please!

    Nor did the young people appear afraid of the Banks. Or their strange house. Or the way they were brought to it. Not at all, at all, at all!

    So, not surprising, none of the words said, not a single thing the banks said or did seemed to work … so far.

    Well, not a thing worked, until these five minutes past when… everything sort of, changed.

    Maybe it was the green forest cake or the strange looking yellow and black tasty sweet eats Floyd, Leora, David, Janet, Barry, Fiona, Jarmaine, and Meg had just eaten.

    Maybe.

    Truth be told, the short and the long of it was that the last half hour changed everything. Yes sir, it did, and, it went something like this….

    It was right when Mr. Banks stood up. That moment when he turned his head back, stopped, took a step back and another, and then paused, only to continue.

    You spend all of your pocket money but none of you know why you should save for a rainy day? The booming sound of Mr. Bank’s voice was louder than lighting and thunder.

    At this, Mrs Banks laughed, or rather, made a noise that was something of a cross between a shrill and the sound of a banshee.

    Floyd, Leora, David, Janet, Barry, Fiona, Jarmaine, and Meg stood quite still.

    Close up to Floyd, Leora, David, Janet, Barry, Fiona, Jarmaine, and Meg’s eight faces, you observed the funny, funny expressions on all their otherwise sweet, innocent, cute, little faces.

    Save their pocket money for a rainy day? Save their pocket money for a rainy day? Save their pocket money for a rainy day?

    Why?

    Pocket money made today better.

    It was money for the pocket. Money for the pocket, for the day, today.

    Money, for the pocket, for the day, today, to spend, not to keep, or save. At least, that is what went on in Floyd, Leora, David, Janet, Barry, Fiona, Jarmaine, and Meg’s minds.

    Until a bell rang. Mrs Banks got up to her feet in flash fast time.

    "Saved by the bell. Saved by the bell. Saved by the bell. Saved by the bell.

    Saved by the bell, you, you, little dontknowwhattocallyous." Mrs Banks said, so softly it was hard to tell if she said it at all.

    Did Mrs Banks say that six times, six times, all the while making her way to the tea trolley? It was hard to say, considering how fast she said her words, and moved.

    And once Mrs Banks got to the tea trolley, she grabbed four cups and made tea in super-fast time. She then heaped four plates till they were very, very full of sweet eats.

    Don't just sit there, Mrs Banks cried out in her super silky throaty, lovely and lulling voice.

    I serve Mr. Banks only. She said, balancing four plates of sweet eats and four cups of tea in her two hands.

    All of you get no tea unless you bring your small shallow bottoms here to help yourselves.

    The young people laughed carefully.

    Mrs Banks tut tatted, tut tatted and tut tatted. The young people carefully laughed some. Mrs Banks quadruple tut tatted and then, it looked like she would fall from all that tut tatting.

    She spoke.

    Now listen to me all you small people with shallow bottoms! Mrs Banks said.

    "If I fall and hurt myself,

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