The Chewing Gum Race
Inspired by Sam's love of chewing gum, which he is not allowed to have all the time.
Once upon a very time, there was a race at the supermarket. It happened at night, when all the customers and people who worked there had gone home. Each section of the supermarket created a vehicle and they all raced around the car park.
The fruit and veg section created a race car using water melons for wheels, cucumbers for the frame and carrots for screws to hold it all together. The steering wheel was a mushroom and it was driven by a radish. It was powered by red hot exploding chilli peppers.
The meat section creating a racing mannequin using chicken drumstick for legs, sausages for arms and a beefburger for a body.
The electricals section joined forces with frozen food by filling a vacuum cleaner with ice, so as the vacuum blew itself along, it showered the ground in front of it with a layer of ice and skated super fast.
All the different parts of the supermarket got involved, except for the chewing gum. The chewing gum lived in a little stand all by itself next to the tills. It didn’t know how to make a car or a mannequin or even a bike, it only knew how to be squidgy and sticky. It was very sad.
The next day, when the supermarket was full of shoppers and people working as usual, there was a sudden screeching sound from outside. A real racing car skidded past the cash machines, nearly slid into the trolley shelter and came to noisy halt right by the entrance. The driver jumped out and ran into the store.
“Help, quick, my tyre has got a puncture! If I can’t fix it, I’ll lose the race!”
The chewing gum saw it chance. It jumped up and leapt into the driver’s hands.
“Of course!” shouted the driver. “I know what to do!”
Quickly, he chewed some of the gum until it was nice and sticky and stuck it onto his wheel to stop the air leaking out. He got back into his car and sped off to rejoin the race.
The next day, the newspapers arrived. The supermarket manager saw the headlines and was amazed: “Super gum saves the day and wins the race”.
Just then, there was another screech from the car park and the racing car driver came in again, this time carrying a gigantic shiny trophy.
“I want to give this trophy to you,” he said to the chewing gum. “Without you, I couldn’t have won the race.”
The chewing gum was so pleased, and the next time the supermarket had a night time race, it had the special honour of giving the prizes out to the best racers. But it always kept its gigantic trophy for itself.