An Email About My First Cooking Class

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An Email About My First Cooking Class

Subject: My cooking class last Wednesday

Hi Sofia,

I want to tell you about my first cooking class at the community centre on River Road. The room had four stoves, long tables, and sharp knives in wooden blocks near the window.

Last Wednesday I arrived early and met Mrs Lane, our teacher. She wore a clean apron and gave each student a printed recipe for pasta sauce. I forgot my notebook at home, but Tom lent me paper from his bag before the lesson began.

Mrs Lane showed us how to cut onions without tears. She stood beside me and watched my hands on the board. I chose garlic and tomatoes from a basket near the sink while other students read their lists quietly.

We made sauce in pairs at the front stove.