“Christopher learns all about the different fruits, berries and vegetables growing in his garden, and makes lots of new friends who promise to always play with him.”
“Catch it if you can,′ cried September, and he threw the ball right over Christopher’s head and down into the gooseberry bushes. Then he leapt down, laughing, from the tree and Christopher slid down after him.”
“A group of little gooseberry boys came rushing out of the bushes and started chasing after the ball. They were soon all in a heap, fighting over it. But the gooseberry girls had stayed by their bushes.”
“Christopher faced the boy astride the branch. The boy started to play a tune on a reed pipe. ‘You are good at that,’ said Christopher. ‘Where do you come from?”
“Old Man Blackcurrant stuck his head out of the bush. ‘Glad to see you!’ he said. ‘There’s hardly a ripe berry on any of my bushes yet.’ ‘Well, hurry up and ripen them as quickly as you can. Father says he’s coming very soon,’ said September.”
“Old Man Blackcurrant stuck his head out of the bush. ‘Glad to see you!’ he said. ‘There’s hardly a ripe berry on any of my bushes yet.’ ‘Well, hurry up and ripen them as quickly as you can. Father says he’s coming very soon,’ said September.”