OreGod

My first cooking experience; learning the hard way My heart went straight to my mouth on seeing the state of my rice. It has so swelled that the lid of the post that was once sitting comfortably on the pot was now resting on a heap of rice. I looked around to check if anyone came to add more rice to the one I was cooking. The gas cooker was covered with rice water, then I knew that I was done for. I gently cleaned the rice water from the cooker, turned it off and waited for my mum to pass her judgement on me. She had gone to her shop to attend to an emergency order and would be back anytime soon. After, I went to hide in the toilet to prepare for the unpredictable fate that was about to befall me. "Ekule ooo." I heard my mum greetings from the door as she entered the house. At that moment, my heart started beating rapidly, sweat was beginning to form at every corner of my body and my muscles tightened; I was nervous. "OREEEEE" my mum screamed from the kitchen. ...

My first cooking experience; shocking discovery. "A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step." Today's master was once yesterday's servant. I've always thought that cooking is something a girl will eventually grow to know how to do, so I didn't really know much about it. All I know is that whenever my mum enters the kitchen she comes out with something edible and mouth watering. I thought, "When I become a big woman, I'll know how to cook like my mum." One fateful day, my mum wanted to prepare a lunch of rice and stew for the family. Since stew is always available in the kitchen, all she had to do is to prepare rice.  As usual, I didn't deem it fit to be in the kitchen so I was busy with my school books in the room. My mum appeared in my room suddenly and asked me to go to the kitchen to complete cooking the rice she already rinsed. "Just like that!" I said in my mind. The highest thing I've ever done in the kitchen was ...