Please help finish this uc prompt 2!
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Among all of us we label ourselves being different. We are different from our personality qualities and characteristics. We came from environments of diversity. However, everyone has one quality that makes them an individual. For me, my quality is my passion for cooking. Most people won't consider cooking as a quality but for me it is. Ever since a child, watching my mother cook gave me aspirations to pursue a career as a chef. With the effort she puts in, her food always turn out delicious and people become content.
I came to experience my passion of cooking in an unexpected situation. As a fifth grader, I always came home hungry. The cabinets in my kitchen would be filled with snacks that were easily to make.. One day, I was unlucky to find food and tried cooking on the stove. I made fried rice with soy sauce. I was afraid to burn them but they turned out ok at the end. I was relieved that I successfully managed a stove since it was my first time using it. During that day, my mom noticed rice near the stove. She asked me if I cooked. I said yes. She told me I have a lot of learning to do.
Over the years, I became familiarize with cooking and the culture I came from. My mother showed me everything on how to cook. She was the teacher and I was her student. For instance, she would correct me if I accidently chose the wrong ingredient or turned off the stove early. When I don't follow directions from her, the food becomes difficult to make. One of my biggest mistakes I've done is leaving the pan while it's cooking and the result is burning the food. "Always watch your cooking", my mother would say.
I am stuck what to write next.
Among all of us we label ourselves being different. We are different from our personality qualities and characteristics. We came from environments of diversity. However, everyone has one quality that makes them an individual. For me, my quality is my passion for cooking. Most people won't consider cooking as a quality but for me it is. Ever since a child, watching my mother cook gave me aspirations to pursue a career as a chef. With the effort she puts in, her food always turn out delicious and people become content.
I came to experience my passion of cooking in an unexpected situation. As a fifth grader, I always came home hungry. The cabinets in my kitchen would be filled with snacks that were easily to make.. One day, I was unlucky to find food and tried cooking on the stove. I made fried rice with soy sauce. I was afraid to burn them but they turned out ok at the end. I was relieved that I successfully managed a stove since it was my first time using it. During that day, my mom noticed rice near the stove. She asked me if I cooked. I said yes. She told me I have a lot of learning to do.
Over the years, I became familiarize with cooking and the culture I came from. My mother showed me everything on how to cook. She was the teacher and I was her student. For instance, she would correct me if I accidently chose the wrong ingredient or turned off the stove early. When I don't follow directions from her, the food becomes difficult to make. One of my biggest mistakes I've done is leaving the pan while it's cooking and the result is burning the food. "Always watch your cooking", my mother would say.