Cooking Show

One lazy afternoon on a Saturday my friend Miranda and I decided to make our own cooking show. We gathered up all the ingredients and set up the camera. Three…. Two… One… The camera began to do its magic.

To begin the show we squished the brownie bites with our hands, freshly washed. Then PLOP goes the brownie in to the white creamy milk. Then as we carefully spooned out the big chocolatey chunks of brownie bites, milk began to slowly trickle from the spoon.

The show was a great hit on the TV… it never really aired..

Chef-Hat

Almost Loosing My Friend

As the ambulance sprinted through the door they went scrambling through their supply bag to pull out a shiny, pointy needle that they began to poke through my friends pale skin. As the medicine in the needle reached her veins they began to put a clear oxygen mask on her to help her get her oxygen back into her lungs. After she got some air back they rolled out the stretcher and gently moved her onto the stretcher and rolled her out to the truck. As I heard the siren of the truck slowly echoing away I prayed that she would be ok.