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Composition about growing up

I have grown up

In the past year, we must have experienced countless ups and downs, but that incident is still fresh in my memory of my growth.

At that time, I was just a naive child. I wanted to help my mother with something. My mother said to me: "You are still so young, so don't do it. If anything goes wrong, it will only be your own pain. Be good! Go read a book." I was very unconvinced at the moment: Why can't I do it? But you can? I must prove it to you.

Finally, I waited for that day. At that time, my parents went out to work, and I was the only one at home. I smiled happily in my heart: I must make my parents admire me. What should I do? ? "Yeah! Yes, it's almost noon anyway. I might as well make a dish for them to try. Yes, that's it." So, I went downstairs to buy some vegetables. Then I returned home and started my "journey". I'll start by making a cucumber scrambled egg dish. So I followed my mother's example and picked up the recipe first, and then started cooking it in a decent way. It was time to pour the water, and as soon as I poured it, "Ah, it splashed all over me!" But I still persisted. "Well." I sweated, "Finally it's the last step - cover the pot."

One minute...two minutes...five minutes finally passed. I opened the lid and took a look, "Where are the cucumbers and eggs? Why are there just a bunch of dark things?" I scratched my head like a "curious baby". But I didn't lose heart and made the next dish.

One... two... "Why is it still dark?" This is when Mom and Dad are back. "What does this smell like? It's so hard to ask!" It was my mother who spoke first. "Hey, my daughter can cook! So many!" Dad said to me with a smile. I embarrassedly took it out, but my father kept praising me.

Mom and dad tasted my food and both said reluctantly: "It's delicious! It's delicious!" "Is it so delicious?" So I took a bite. "It tastes so bad! I don't know how you can keep eating it." I vomited it out immediately after eating it. "Little fool, what we eat is not the taste, but your mood when you cook it. My daughter has grown up and can actually cook!" In fact, it was just a small test, but in their eyes, she was extremely happy. I'm really proud of having such a father and mother, and I'm also proud of how grown up I am.

Through this incident, I finally grew up and was no longer the "little kid" I used to be.

I am really proud that I have grown up, and I want to appeal to the whole world: "I have grown up!"