I don't like them." And good old Geppetto took out a knife, peeled the three pears, and put the skins in a row on the table.
Pinocchio ate one pear in a twinkling and started to throw the core away, but Geppetto held his arm.
"Oh, no, don't throw it away! Everything in this world may be of some use!" "But the core I will not eat!" cried Pinocchio in an angry tone.
"Who knows ?" repeated Geppetto calmly.
And later the three cores were placed on the table next to the skins.
Pinocchio had eaten the three pears, or rather devoured them.

Then he yawned deeply, and wailed: "I'm still hungry." "But I have no more to give you." "Really, nothing--nothing ?" "I have only these three cores and these skins." "Very well, then," said Pinocchio, "if there is nothing else I'll eat them." At first he made a wry face, but, one after another, the skins and the cores disappeared.
"Ah! Now I feel fine!" he said after eating the last one.
"You see," observed Geppetto, "that I was right when I told you that one must not be too fussy and too dainty about food.

My dear, we never know what life may have in store for us!".