Friday, 8 January 2016

One cooking/lab experince

One day, chef decided to put us in partners of 4. In my group of 4 there were two peoples that actually knew what they were doing and two other peoples that didn't know what they were doing. I sadly was part of the peoples that didn't know what we were doing. But as long as he paired the knowing with the unknowing together we should be fine... Or so I thought... Cause he ended up accidentally putting the peoples that knew what they were doing together and the peoples that didn't know what they were doing together!! I quite frankly looked at our group and thought to myself
 "We are so f***ed" (<--- literally what I thought). And I was sort of right... I was getting screamed at(just like how I was getting screamed at every class but WORSE) and I was starting to lose my confidence. And when you lose your confidence, you ironically make more mistakes.. so I was making mistakes and getting screamed at and as everyone started to stare at me like I was very dumb, In my head, I would repeat "I wasn't supposed to be in this class! I was supposed to be in art!" over and over and over again to myself. But it couldn't change the fact that I had been stuck in this class. But you see, it's hard going from being one of smartest kids in the class to being someone who's so bad at a class that all he could do semi-efficiently was to clean dishes.

Back when I was art class I was one of the best students in the class. I was so good the teachers would come to me for reference. Kinda like how chef goes to Amber for reference.
Basically I was the Amber of art class... If that makes sense.


So right when I started to think that I was gonna be helpless in this class, I started to realize that I'm getting screamed at less and less.  Things finally looked like they were getting better for me. In fact this is so much so that sometimes the chef would scream at everyone  at my whole table except me! In fact he even started to defend me!! 
It seemed that things were finally starting to go my way. And before you know it, I started to love cooking class.

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