“No” he said “I like marmite.”

This is a story about a 9 year old boy called Tommy. It all started on Friday morning with Tommy and his 5 year old brother Billie and his 7 year old brother Kwame . Billie sleeps in his own bed but the other 2 have a bunk bed. While the 3 brothers were brushing their teeth Kwame asked “Tommy,Billie what do you think we’re having for breakfast?” Billie  spat out the toothpaste and spluttered” sandwiches?” The 2 boys laughed”Of course I know that ,but what kind?”asked Kwame. “I love butter “squealed  Billie.”Well I like mayonase. said  Kwame.”I love pickles . said Tommy.”No” he said “I like marmite.”