After months of going to my tutoring session, classes, and exercises, I finally made it to winter break! Once I returned home, I took off all the heavy weights that was weighing me down. I dropped my backpack, laptop bag, uniform bag, gym bag, and my boots to the ground. Later, I even dropped my knees to the ground and struggled to lift the air with my arms. Once my mom heard me, she came downstairs and saw me quickly picking up my stuff and putting it away neatly. While my mom scolded me, she saw me all cold and decided to make rice cake soup to help cleanse my mind. After she cleaned up my mess and started cooking, I begin to mutter how much I did not like rice cake soup. I always hated how bland it tasted and every time I took a bite it turned my tongue into ashes. …show more content…
I expected the rice cake to burn me after my first bite, however I felt something different. I felt this small warm aura in my chest glowing brighter in my body. All my torn muscle and fatigue started to fade away and my arms felt much lighter. This new taste of warm rice cake with salt, pepper, and eggs in the dish. It even had a bunch of chopped up beef in it! I scooped more stacks of rice cakes with my spoon till I reached the bottom of the bowl. After I finished, I took one deep breath of the cold air and blew a puff of steam out of my mouth like a smoke machine. I felt so revived, so energized after a long day. I felt like doing 100 pushups, 100 sit ups, and a 2 mile run! Although I enjoyed this rice cake soon, I looked back why I hated this dish when I was