Everyone, no matter where they may live, satisfyingly full. Can feeding the world be the answer to the search for world peace? It's an interesting thought, isn't it? Imagine a world in which nobody is left hungry - not the homeless, the rich, the poor. (Those people got extra pizza).īy the end of the next day, an entire world's inhabitants have full bellies and happy hearts. People with no place to live at all got pizza. People living in the smallest building of the smallest town got pizza. Pizza appeared in valleys, in deserts, and on the very topmost points of snowy, blowy mountains. Even the grumpy neighbors who peer over fences and complain about noise are softened by the joy of a good pizza. Every pizza is different but they're all good and nobody is left hungry. Elsewhere, the hungry and grumpy and everyday people of the world eat the pizzas that fall from the sky.

The family eats a pizza and it makes them full and happy. Soon, pizzas begin falling from the sky all over the world. Everyone agrees with little Jack when he says, 'Mama wished for world pizza!' It tickles her nose and she sneezes in the middle of her wish, turning the wish into something just a little bit different: '!'. She tries to wish for world peace but a cherry blossom falls from the branch above her. In World Pizza by Cece Meng and Ellen Shi, a family is sitting on a hill at night, looking for wishing stars (shooting stars) when the mother of the family spots one.

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