A Day At School | Learn English Through Story | Graded Reader | Listen And Practice

I never really thought about food until last spring. My mum always made nice things like spag bol or sausage and beans for our tea. On Friday nights we always had fish and chips, Saturdays were for pizza and on Sundays we had a big roast dinner. When I was hungry in the afternoons, I just went to the kitchen and got something from the fridge. Mum always bought my favourite snacks like vanilla yoghurt, strawberries and chocolate biscuits. But one day after school, in March, I opened the fridge and … it was empty. ‘Mum,' I shouted up the stairs. ‘There's no food in the fridge and I'm starving!' Of course, I wasn't really starving, we had school meals at lunchtime, but I did want some chocolate.
Anyway, mum came down the stairs and into the kitchen, followed by dad. Now that was weird. Why wasn't dad at work? ‘Meghan, me and dad need to talk to you about something,' mum said. Uh oh, this was serious. Mum only ever called me Meghan when I was in trouble. ‘It's OK, Meggie. Don't look so worried,' Dad added. Ok, so maybe no-one was dead and they weren't getting divorced. Phew!