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It is of every little girl’s dream to discover how magic works.. the wonder behind how every bit of something that eventually becomes something really wonderful..
It gives you the evident fact that life is just a piece of cake..
A little bit of all the strange, exciting, extraordinary mix of what life is..
Let me tell you the story of how I started on baking. It actually is something done out of pure curiosity for me. Six years ago, I happened to get this flier about a baking class for the summer. I got my mom into enrolling me in that class. Thinking about it now makes me remember the happy days and how I once was the little child who dreamed to achieve something.
I got really into that baking thing we did, it made me realize that being young is not a reason for someone not to be pursuing on discovering new things. It was my first time to enroll in a cooking class. I was both excited and reluctant at the same time. It wasn’t so bad at all when every one who enrolled actually are first timers. We did cookies of all sorts, baking brownies with a twist, and we even got to decorate our own chocolate cake! After two weeks of class, our graduation day came. It was of course, the very memorable part of the whole experience; considering that we all have this last day to hold on to before we part ways. What really made the event pull off heartstrings was that, instead of awarding us with medals and beautifully designed certificates, we were awarded with our – aprons. It may seem a bit too funny as it may seem. But for the kids that we were then, it was more than just a dirty apron full of chocolate smears. It was then that the realization came to me.
“Oh no, you won’t be bringing with you your aprons. Don’t worry about the mess, it would mean you’re really learning…” said Mrs. Malferari.
More than anything else that I’ve learned during that summer was that our chocolate hand prints on ourselves makes us more of who we are. Its more than just stains that would stay there forever. It in turn rewards us of our sometimes unseen efforts of believing that we can do much if we only have the heart to do it. My passion then, started when i was a that little girl. Waiting for a magical moment that changed my life from then on..
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