It was so clever that one day, it threw of f its wings and it grew, and it grew.
… taller than Elena’s house!
When the family came back from holiday, Elena ran straight to the garden. Their neighbours wandered in to greet her.
‘What’s the matter?’ said Ms Vega.
‘I’ve grown … a pineapple,’ Elena responded, nervously.
‘Well, I can’t see a pineapple,’ said Mrs Sanchez.
‘You’ve made a mistake, Elena,’ said Mr Garcia.
‘There’s nothing here.’
A large shadow fell over them.
‘Look UP!’ shouted Elena.
The colossal pineapple towered above them.
It was as big as a building. It blocked out the sun.
It had hundreds of honeycombed hexagons, each armed with a spear.
It was topped with an explosion of green leaves.
‘W-wow,’ said Mrs Sanchez hesitantly.
‘That’s quite some pineapple,’ said Mr Garcia.
‘I’d better go,’ said Ms Vega, heading back towards the gate.
