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Monday, February 6, 2012

Secrets

This is a poem about secrets: I hope All who reads it enjoy it. Secrets, what are they for? Why are they here? Noone knows but the ones who have them my dear. Secrets can be good, or they can be bad, they can be some you wish you never had. Why do They linger on? This is really unknown. Secrets can... Sign in to see full entry.

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.summerbreeze on cooking I love to cook, I have been cooking since I was a youung-girl around the age of 10. The first thing I remembered cooking was a cake. My Mother taught me how to bake one of the best pound cake ever. I was so proud of my accomplishment that day. I even got a chance to lick the bowl because the batter from the cake tasted so good. Everyone in my family loved the cake, they gave me rave reviews about it. I would go into the kitchen and watch my mother cook because I felt that she was the greatest cook around. She could make a good meal out of just about any type food there was. I baked cakes, fried fish and baked fish also, but you all know we Southerns love fried chicken. There were the vegetables I learned to cook also. Collard, turnips, mustards, and cabbage. I felt like I had it going on because of my cooking experience. Some of my friends did not know how to cook hardly anything at all.

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