Banana Cakes for Mr Aziz

One day, I noticed that some bananas, which I had bought about a week

before, were going brown. ‘Let’s make some banana cakes,’ I said to my

six-year-old daughter, Fatima. It took quite a long time, but it kept Fatima

busy and we had fun making them. When they were done, we tried one and it was actually

delicious, so I suggested taking one to Mr Aziz, the old man who lives next

door. When Mr Aziz opened the door, before I could say a word,

Fatima told him: ‘We had some old bananas that were going bad,

so instead of throwing them away we made them into a cake for you. I