Last week I was in the cooking group. I pleaded to join the group in the kitchen, then I
became the person in charge of corn. I had to watch the corn till it was nice and brown.
Mmmm! It smelt good! I really wanted to eat some. When it was done it made my mouth
water as I poured it into the bowl. Since I finished early, I had to dry the dishes, I groaned
quietly. They told me to fetch some ingredients. It was like I was a dog, fetching the ball over
and over again. Mmmm! Yum! The smell of the food was drifting around the room as we
entered. My friends had saved me a seat while I fixed the cutlery.
By Kim Marie