Kiwi

Aloha Anna's Kiwi Berry

K is for Kiwi!

By Chris Mittelstaedt

It’s hard to let go of things that were ingrained in my brain as a kid. I still feel nervous if I take food  out of the kitchen to eat somewhere other than the table (“not on the rug, Chris!”), and oftentimes I  find myself humming an old Sesame Street song from Cookie Monster: “C is for cookie, that’s good  enough for me. C is for cookie, that’s good enough for me. Oh! Cookie, cookie, cookie starts with C.”  Maybe it was the googly-eyed, electric-blue, furry Cookie Monster, or his rough-around-the-edges  singing voice, or perhaps the messy enthusiasm with which he ate everything including his own hand–but for whatever reason, that song has stuck in my head.

When Larry Met Sherri and Mary

By Chris Mittelstaedt and Gretchen Bay

Larry saw Mary eating a kiwi berry.
“Sherri!” cried Larry, “I think that’s scary! Isn’t a kiwi supposed to be hairy?”
“Oh, Larry,” laughed Sherri, “on the contrary! Kiwi berries are smooth, with nary a hairy.”
Mary saw Larry was still very wary.
“Let’s not tarry too long on the kiwi berry. It’s sweet and tart and eaten like a cherry,” said Mary. “Although without a pit to parry,” added Sherri.
Larry tried the kiwi berry (skin and all) and felt very, very merry.

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