Un Oeuf!

We have our first egg. As you can see, it is the correct shape.

The One Eyed Giant

Once upon a time there was a one eyed giant. He was a fisherman, and lived on a boat. He sailed the seas catching fish for his supper and sometimes he roared at the seagulls.

One day the giant was out on deck fishing when a particularly large fish jumped out of the water, and hit the giant on his head, sending his eye flying out rolling across the deck, and overboard. Plop it went, into the sea.

“My eye! My eye!” the giant wailed, stumbling and crashing around his boat. “Where is my eye?!”.

He jumped overboard and swam around frantically trying to feel for his eye in the water. But it was hopeless, and after a short while he clambered back onto the boat before he was too far away to find it again.

He sat down on the deck and was very miserable. There he sat, for several days, getting more and more miserable, sobbing and crying about his awful predicament. And he got hungrier and hungrier because he could catch no fish for his supper.

Finally, he crawled into the boat’s kitchen, which we call the galley, and he started fumbling around, opening all the cupboards and drawers, trying to find something, anything to eat. When he’d been through the cupboards and drawers and found nothing, he remembered that there was food in the ‘fridge! He crawled to the ‘fridge, opened it up, and reached inside. And inside he felt a hard, round object with his hand …

“My eye! My eye!” he shouted, and popped the object into his eye socket. “I can see! Wonderful!” he exclaimed, and went to look at himself in the mirror.

And when he got to the mirror he saw that, instead of his eye, he had an egg in his head.

The End.