From Once: Once I was living in an orphanage in the mountains and I shouldn't have been and I almost caused a riot. It was because of the carrot. You know how when a nun serves you very hot soup from a big metal pot and she makes you lean in close so she doesn't drip and the steam from the pot makes your glasses go all misty and you can't wipe them because you're holding your dinner bowl and the fog doesn't clear even when you pray to God, Jesus,the Virgin Mary, the Pope and Adolf Hitler? That's happening to me. Excerpted from Once by Morris Gleitzman All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.