Still my food
It had been a long and tiring day. As a member of the student electoral committee, I had spent the whole day sorting votes, moving up and down without rest. By the time I got home, I was completely exhausted. But hunger doesn’t wait, so I went straight to the kitchen to cook. I decided to make rice and stew, something quick and filling.
To save time, I prepared the stew first so that once the rice was ready, I could eat immediately. Everything was going smoothly, and soon, my rice was done. I was relieved, knowing I could finally enjoy my meal. But just as I was about to take the pot off the stove, the handle broke! It happened so fast, and before I could react, the pot slipped from my hands.
My heart sank as I watched my precious rice spill all over the floor. I stood there for a moment, shocked and frustrated. This was the last thing I expected, especially when I was so foolishly hungry. But I wasn’t about to let it ruin my mood. Without thinking twice, I grabbed a plate and started scooping the rice from the floor. Hunger had no shame, and at that moment, neither did I.
I served myself a full plate and left the rest on the floor. Right now, my only focus was refueling my body. I sat down and ate in silence, recovering my lost energy. The mess on the floor could wait, first things first. By the time I finished eating, I felt much better. Only then did I finally get up to clean the rest.
To save time, I prepared the stew first so that once the rice was ready, I could eat immediately. Everything was going smoothly, and soon, my rice was done. I was relieved, knowing I could finally enjoy my meal. But just as I was about to take the pot off the stove, the handle broke! It happened so fast, and before I could react, the pot slipped from my hands.
My heart sank as I watched my precious rice spill all over the floor. I stood there for a moment, shocked and frustrated. This was the last thing I expected, especially when I was so foolishly hungry. But I wasn’t about to let it ruin my mood. Without thinking twice, I grabbed a plate and started scooping the rice from the floor. Hunger had no shame, and at that moment, neither did I.
I served myself a full plate and left the rest on the floor. Right now, my only focus was refueling my body. I sat down and ate in silence, recovering my lost energy. The mess on the floor could wait, first things first. By the time I finished eating, I felt much better. Only then did I finally get up to clean the rest.