A happy story

In my daily life, I will face an army of things that make me different feelings. But there is one thing that I am proud of and it made me happy.

On one Sunday, I felt very hungry after I completed my homework. I asked as usual: “Is there anything to eat at home?”

There was no answer. I realized that my parents were not at home. I slowly opened the fridge and found only a few eggs and a bowl of rice. I suddenly had an idea that I could make myself a meal. And then I knocked eggs into a bowl, and stirred with chopsticks liked my mother. Then pour it into the pan that has been put in oil and start frying. This one here is just for the first step, and next is to pour in the rice, and then add all the seasonings. In the end, after continuing to stir fry, I put the fried rice in a bowl.When I first tasted egg fried rice, it was noy bad. I thought I succeeded in making a meal for myself. This time what I made is better than before I ate because it was my own work.

Although it was simple, I am so happy that it made me try to learn a new skill. There are many things in life waiting to be challenged, and no matter what the outcome, I think such experiences will make me proud as long as I try.