Apple crumble

I was 11 and for the first time ever, I was going to cook something! It was apple crumble in Domestic Science class a few weeks into my first term at the high school. My mum got the ingredients ready and off I went to school with a message from my mum ringing in my ears, 'looking forward to our 'afters' tonight'.

Everything was okay. I prepared everything and popped the dish of apple crumble into an oven. And (I thought) set the correct temperature. To this day, I don't know how it happened, but after half an hour, smoke belched out of the oven. To my dismay, when I opened the oven, my apple crumble was burnt black!

I just cried, thinking of the humiliation to come when taking home the burnt offerings. Mrs Freeman, our teacher, took me aside and said 'don't cry, Jean. I will make you another one. And you'll put the crumble in the oven and take it out when it is ready--so in real terms, you will cook it.'

All went well. I produced a magnificent crumble, which I proudly took home and we ate it for 'afters' that evening. I never admitted my failure as a cook.

I have never forgotten Mrs Freeman's kindness and we got on very well for the following five years. I miraculously got a Domestic Science 'O' level.

Anonymous
Great Yarmouth, UK

Apple crumble

I was 11 and for the first time ever, I was going to cook something! It was apple crumble in Domestic Science class a few weeks into my first term at the high school. My mum got the ingredients ready and off I went to school with a message from my mum ringing in my ears, 'looking forward to our 'afters' tonight'.

Everything was okay. I prepared everything and popped the dish of apple crumble into an oven. And (I thought) set the correct temperature. To this day, I don't know how it happened, but after half an hour, smoke belched out of the oven. To my dismay, when I opened the oven, my apple crumble was burnt black!

I just cried, thinking of the humiliation to come when taking home the burnt offerings. Mrs Freeman, our teacher, took me aside and said 'don't cry, Jean. I will make you another one. And you'll put the crumble in the oven and take it out when it is ready--so in real terms, you will cook it.'

All went well. I produced a magnificent crumble, which I proudly took home and we ate it for 'afters' that evening. I never admitted my failure as a cook.

I have never forgotten Mrs Freeman's kindness and we got on very well for the following five years. I miraculously got a Domestic Science 'O' level.

Anonymous
Great Yarmouth, UK

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