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The Cookie Problem
The Cookie Problem
One weekend, my mom and I were bored so we decided to make cookies. I helped my mom put the ingredients to make the dough. Soon enough it was time to put the cookies into the oven.
After a while, the house started to smell like the most delicious chocolate chip cookies ever. It made me feel like I wanted to open the oven and begin eating right away.
My mom and I were so happy decorating the cookies. Then, we heard my brother’s footsteps coming down the hallway. We gave each other a worried look. I thought, “Oh, oh! My brother’s coming.” My mom tried to open the window so the smell would go out, but she was too late. He had seen and smelled the cookies already.
As soon as he came into the room I knew he was angry by the big frown on his face. He shouted, “Why didn’t you tell me you were making cookies?” I could see that he was grabbing the ingredients to try and make some cookies himself. I was worried that he might burn his hands. I was also feeling guilty because we had done this without him. Mom explained that she knew he was watching his favorite T.V. show. “I didn’t want to spoil your show but we did make your favorites, vanilla and strawberry.” Mom said calmly. Hadi smiled.
Article posted November 3, 2010 at 01:32 PM •
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Well Jana, you should be glad that I wasn't even close to your house on that day . If I had smelt the cookies, I would have wanted to eat them all. I am so glad that you enjoy helping your mom cook.
Comment Posted on December 10, 2010 at 02:20 AM by
Isn't baking with your mom such a special thing to do? I have wonderful memories of baking with my mom and my grandmother. I especially have memories of my grandmother's "secret" recipe for Christmas pudding. We all had to come and stir the pudding whereever we were in the house and whatever we were doing. She NEVER told anyone the recipe...
Comment Posted on December 9, 2010 at 12:40 AM by
Jana left out the part about Dado, Jana's younger brother, storming in just after Hadi and making a big fuss about not being allowed to chow down the hot cookies as they came out of the oven!!!!
Comment Posted on December 8, 2010 at 12:50 AM by
I think your mom is very wise. Having your little brother around when making cookies could have been a bit of a problem. To this day, when I'm baking, I make sure I'm alone in the kitchen. I always bake early in the morning, because I like my family to wake up to wonderful smells. It's a special weekend treat -- the smell of baking.
Comment Posted on December 7, 2010 at 01:43 AM by
Excellent illustration. It goes really well with your vivid story! I wish I was able to write as well as you when I was in 3rd Grade!
Comment Posted on November 4, 2010 at 08:01 AM by
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