Baking Pastry....

Angel Temu                     Descriptive writing                           9th of sep 2016

“YES” I whispered quietly to myself, Mrs Ramkolowan told us that we will do some baking. I was extremely thrilled my heart pumped up and down, Until she mentioned the ingredients “YUCK” I thought to myself so I shuffled back to my best friend, trying to explain to her if she tasted it before but there was no luck, then all of a sudden I feel my blood pressure drop straight down, my mouth was waiting for sugar to hit it but unfortunately we got brown sugar and it tasted disgusting “NO OFFENCE” I replied….

Once the pastry reached to my table I suddenly hear my teacher Mrs. Tuakoi say that we have to design the pastry to create anything we want and that's when I popped open saying to myself that I should actually make a apple turn over much more different to a jam turn over, so I started to roll my pastry out flat as paper until I got to the point and finished, then a few minutes later I grabbed an apple for Kuraia and I to share so I grabbed a knife and started to cut the apple in half until I came to the end, I suddenly gave one half to Kuraia and the other half to me, until I saw the half of my apple I looked at it and got depressed, But then Jenny ( The Mentor Of Reading ) asked me why I had a sad looking face on, until I looked at her and started to explain about my apple, But after she asked she replied back why a great example she ask if I wanted to cut that half into little bits of pieces for a solution and I said “WHAT A GREAT IDEA” so I rushed back to cut up the halved apple until I was done I quickly popped some slices into the pastry and covered the flat side with the other side.

Usually when I bake I love to decorate it’s the best part of baking to be honest decorating is a part of baking that you could use colours and all sorts of stuff, but all I did was write my name and thought that it was so boring I wanted to go back to learning, until i saw other students pastry and they look fantastic that I was so jealous of, but I was happy to participate.