Food tech (Mama mia pizza thoughts)

Food tech 
This term I have been doing food tech, My group, "twenty B" were making mama mia pizzas. we could chose any shape we wanted with lots of delicious toppings. Unfortunately, I did not bring my ingredients and did not make a pizza. I really like cooking, so I was not happy with myself, at all. I imagined my pizza to be colourful and bright with nice soft dough. I wanted to bring lots of different fruits and veggies like pineapple, corn and pickles. With different types of cheeses, but I should have known that I could only dream that. So me and my cooking buddy Jessica sat down and worked on our imaginary pizza. 

Cheer For Chairs

Cheer for Chairs

One afternoon, my family were sitting down for dinner, watching a movie on our new flat screen tv. Chomp, chomp, chomp, “This tv looks amazing!” I gasped, carefully watching it switch on to channel one.

Lennox plugged in the HDMI cord and the tv went to our laptops home screen. We searched the internet for movies. There were millions of different movies, and of course we all wanted to watch different ones. “Lets watch that movie! filled with action!” announced dad. “We should watch that one, it looks interesting”. Mum explained. “I like the looks of the one to the left, full of blood!” I yapped sarcastically.

As we all argued, my brother clicked on a random video. *click* we all turned to the screen, all was silent. The video started.

Then the first few seconds of the video there were just four chairs. Then four people came and sat on them side ways, I mean who sits on chairs side ways? They all lent back so there heads where on each others legs, ha, that rhymes. Another person appeared and started taking away the chairs.

Wow! Nothing's holding them up! “How do they do that?” I wondered.

There's only one thing to do now.

Chair one… chair two… chair three… chair four. Mum first… dad second, lennox third, me forth.

“Now I guess we just lean back?”. As my head hit mums leg, my brother had already taken his chair away like the wizard he is. Then my dad and mum, now it was me. I lifted up my back and took away the chair. “Ahhh-hhh-h”. I mumbled, wobbling side to side. That's when my mum fell.

“Oh no”. SMACK! Slapped in the face, and by my own hand...

The human square is now a human ball. We all stood up and had a say in “never doing that again”. So we all sat down and ate our dinner with broken bones. The one thing I learnt that night, was that it hurt and I’m never doing that again, but to late I had already done it again. but that's another story…

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