KathyLala
Feb 4, 2011
Writing Feedback / favor food, why it's so special [10]
Topic: What is your favor food and why it is so special or meaningful to you?
Please help me with my gramma errors, paraghaps, development...Thanks a lot for you time
Response:
Whenever I eat spaghetti and meatballs, my favorite food, I always appreciate my father who encouraged me trying this delicious food and showed me how to cook this tasty dish. In addition to its wonderful taste and convenience, it is so special to me because every time we cook together, we experience a great time of laugh and joy.
I remember when I first came to the United States from Vietnam I could only taste Vietnamese food and barely tried the differences. One day I came home from school hungry because I didn't eat lunch. After discovering that I had skipped lunch because I couldn't eat spaghetti and meatballs, my father promised me that he would cook lunch for me the next day. Eventually, he told me to stay off the kitchen until he would have finished cooking. While I was waiting, my stomach rumbled because I could smell something delicious from the kitchen. As soon as he had finished, Dad called me come to the kitchen. To my surprise, there was a dish of spaghetti and meatballs on the table. I pounced and disappointed...
Topic: What is your favor food and why it is so special or meaningful to you?
Please help me with my gramma errors, paraghaps, development...Thanks a lot for you time
Response:
Whenever I eat spaghetti and meatballs, my favorite food, I always appreciate my father who encouraged me trying this delicious food and showed me how to cook this tasty dish. In addition to its wonderful taste and convenience, it is so special to me because every time we cook together, we experience a great time of laugh and joy.
I remember when I first came to the United States from Vietnam I could only taste Vietnamese food and barely tried the differences. One day I came home from school hungry because I didn't eat lunch. After discovering that I had skipped lunch because I couldn't eat spaghetti and meatballs, my father promised me that he would cook lunch for me the next day. Eventually, he told me to stay off the kitchen until he would have finished cooking. While I was waiting, my stomach rumbled because I could smell something delicious from the kitchen. As soon as he had finished, Dad called me come to the kitchen. To my surprise, there was a dish of spaghetti and meatballs on the table. I pounced and disappointed...
