Emma's Eggs — Margriet Ruurs

Emma was one confused chicken. "Tok!" she said, when she peeked through the window and saw what was happening to her eggs. "Is that how they want my eggs? Then that's how I'll make them."

But when Emma scrambled her next egg, no one was pleased. She tried again, and again, until finally, she'd had enough. If they didn't want her eggs, she wouldn't give them any!