The day noone did everything by helen laas

The Day No-One Did Everything Written and Illustrated by Helen McCormack Laas

My son has a toy lizard called NoOne. What an odd name for a lizard.

I wonder why he called him that?

When the ladies came to tea, Mum went to fetch the biscuits from the cupboard.

But the biscuits were all finished.

Mum was cross.

"Who ate all the biscuits?�

"No-One did it", floated the answer from the next room.

In the afternoon, Mum walked past the b edroom. She stopped and turned.

Her eyes grew big as she looked inside.

"Who made this mess?", she roared.

From under a pile of toys and

blankets, and maybe a biscuit crumb or two, a small voice whispered,

"I don't know, I think maybe No-One did it".

Mum walked into the bathroom during bath time.

She slipped and slid on all the water on the floor.

Two little faces peeped over the bathtub. One belonged to a small yellow lizard.

"Let me guess," sighed Mum, "No-One splashed all this water on the floor. "

After supper, Mum went hunting in her secret hiding place. Her last chocolate had been eaten.

Mum wailed

"Who ate my

chocolate?"

"I don't know", came a little voice from under the covers, "maybe, No-One did?"

When Mum came to tuck everyone into bed that night, she explained something to the children ...

That owners are responsible for their pets, even toy pets.

If No-One got up to mischief, then nobody would get pudding.

It's funny how No-One and everyon e started to behave after that.

Thank you to my inspiring son an d No-One, his toy iguana, for help ing me to write this story.

The end