a moment spent alone doing something you enjoyed

Last Sunday, I learnt that multi-tasking can be a dangerous, not to mention difficult, especially when assigned with the perilous task of cooking. I still vividly remember the day when I had to cook due to the fact that I had to practise for my Home Economics exam. My mother was not at home and without her supervision, it was a disastrous attempt. That day would forever be etched in my mind. I was planning to cook a simple dish that consisted of rice, an egg, and steamed chicken. At noon. I made my way to the kitchen, and poured some water in together with the rice into the rice cooker, and set fifteen minutes with my timer. Next, I began cutting the chicken into shreds. The chicken meat was tough, and my knife accidentally slipped, resulting in a deep cut. I gasped, tightly squeezing my cut finger to minimize the pain. I rushed to the bedroom to bandage my wound. When the pain eased, I finished shredding up the chicken and put the chicken into a steam cooker. I then cracked the egg onto a frying pan. At that very moment, the timer rang and I darted to the rice cooker to scoop out the rice. When I opened the lid, a puff of hot steam hit me in the face. I recoiled,clutching my face in agony. When I finally recovered and scooped out the rice, it dawned upon me that I had forgotten about my egg. I let out a sigh of irritation when I realised that I did not pour oil before cooking my egg, and it was stuck on my pan. When I finally managed to scrape it out, I heaved a sigh of relieve. But my temporary euphoria vanquished when I spotted my chicken, which was overcooked beyond recognition. I angrily tossed it into the dustbin and turned to my rice, which was the only food I had left. Like they always say, bad luck comes in threes. My rice had already hardened and was inedible.
  When my mother returned home, I recounted my unusual experience of cooking. She was more optimistic than I was and told me that with failure came success. I hoped that was true for my Home Economics exam. Although a tough and demoralizing experience, it was a my first time cooking and moment spent alone doing something I enjoyed.  

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