I am a teenager. Up to now, I can do some adult things, such as cooking, shopping and taking care of my brothers and sisters. I have done everything without any carelessness. This kind of credit is indispensable to that attempt.
Don't joke when you say it. I have been timid since I was a child, and I have to be accompanied by adults in everything. It was not until I was nine years old that I began to try to go shopping, cook and sleep by myself.
Once, it happened that my parents went to work and the nanny went home, leaving only nine-year-old me and four-year-old sister at home. We are worried about dinner, we can't cook too difficult dishes, and we can't go against our taste. When I opened the refrigerator, I saw all the meat and vegetables in it neatly, but there was nothing I could cook. I suddenly thought of steamed eggs, and I was busy looking into the egg box. I didn't see a result after looking around. If I look carefully, it's not good-every egg is gone. What can I do? I've racked my brains and just want to come up with the only way that doesn't work-buying. There are fears that there are bad people and that there is not enough money. Get ready, I have to "say goodbye" to my sister and try to go out and buy eggs by myself. Alas, I can't help it.
Holding the ten dollars in my hand, I took timid steps and tried to go out to buy things for the first time. Along the way, the sky was dark, and there was no light. Only in the bright light of the moon, I walked out of the alley and finally saw the light, but the pedestrians on the road looked at me with fierce eyes, as if I had done something bad. My heart was like fifteen buckets of water-my legs were a little awkward, and I had to shake my feet every step. The short journey at ordinary times seems to be very long today. I'm worried about myself: "will I meet bad people when I try to go out for shopping for the first time?" Will you meet an unreasonable boss? Will a dog suddenly come out and "fight to the death" with me and chase me to death? " Think again: the first time you go out to buy things, of course, you should be brave. Finally, I came to the door of the egg shop, and my heart was like a rabbit jumping and drumming. I got up all my courage and stammered, "I want to buy a catty of eggs." The boss gave me a catty of eggs without hesitation. I took the eggs, paid the money and ran home regardless. This is a relief.
This time I tried to buy something, and I succeeded. I tried to be a master. In the process of growing up, I will definitely remember this attempt and take a glorious step on the road of life!
In one's life, there are successes and failures. Perhaps failure accounts for 99%, while success only accounts for 1%, so success is commendable and the taste of success is unusual. I have been successful, and I have tasted success.
When I was a child, I once went to learn swimming, thinking it was easy, but I didn't know it was easy to learn. Grandpa jumped into the swimming pool first, and I stood on it and didn't dare to get into the water. Grandpa encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid, try it in the water. You can't learn to swim without going into the water.". Encouraged by my grandfather, I went into the water, but the water just passed my chest and I felt the pressure of the water. It squeezed my stomach, and it took a lot of effort to gasp. I didn't know what to do with my nose, and I had difficulty inhaling. I only had to open my mouth and breathe heavily, as if I were going to swallow something, which was very uncomfortable. Later, I learned to walk in the water. I thought it was no big deal to learn to swim. As long as I inhaled deeply, my body would float easily. After a few more planing and paddling, I would "sail before sailing". But my leg seems to be filled with lead, and it is very difficult to lift it. First of all, learn to hold your breath in the water. My whole head is in the water, and I will eat a mouthful of water if I am not careful. I can hold my breath for about 20 seconds. I think I will continue to work hard and move forward to 30 seconds. Then I began to learn the basic skills of swimming. My hands were like paddle from the middle to all sides, my feet were dancing back and forth, and I had to hold my breath. I just fluttered two or three times, and I felt good and a little proud. At this time, I felt my body slowly sinking. So, my heart panicked and my hands and feet were all messed up, and then I took another sip of water, which was really unpleasant. Later, my grandfather helped me, pulled me ashore and said to me, "Your problem is the result of uncoordinated breathing, paddling and kicking. You can succeed as long as you stick to it." I am no longer discouraged and firmly believe that "the pestle can also be ground into a needle". I am determined to go into the water again and must learn to swim. I took a deep breath, plunged into the water with a jerk, and then rowed up little by little according to the instructions my grandfather taught me. Sure enough, grandpa taught me the essentials very effectively, so I insisted on swimming down. At that moment, I tasted success.
Later, when my grandparents saw that I could swim, they all praised me for my ability, and I began to feel complacent myself. At this time, my grandfather wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and quickly taught me backstroke, so that I could learn another swimming method. Of course, I also learned backstroke. I was happy all the way home, because I tasted success.
A successful attempt
I have experienced many things, and they are like five-flavor bottles in my memory-sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. One of the things that I will never forget is cooking for the first time.
Before, I always thought it was not difficult to cook, and whoever came could do it, but after this incident, I realized that everything is difficult at the beginning.
It was the day when I was 9 years old. I invited my good friend to my house to play, and I played until after five o'clock unconsciously. He went home when he was hungry, and I couldn't keep him any longer, so I had to let him go home. I thought: Anyway, mom didn't come back, so I'll let her eat my cooking once. Just do it. I got some potatoes and an onion from the kitchen. I peel the potatoes first, and it's better to peel the potatoes than to peel the meat. I peel them east and west with a peeler. Finally, I peeled all these potatoes. The next step is to peel the onions, which is easy. Because my mother always asked me to peel onions, and soon, I peeled an onion. Whoo! It's so scary! Then I finished cutting several other potatoes by surprise. I looked at the potatoes. Oh, my God! That's shredded potatoes here, clearly standing potato sticks!
I found oil, salt and soy sauce. I put the oil in the pot, and soon there was a burst of onion fragrance. I put "shredded potatoes" in the pot, and there was a harsh noise. I put the shovel in the pot and stirred it. Soon there was a smell of paste in the pot. Shit! I quickly poured the soy sauce into the pot. After the dishes come out, "shredded potatoes" once became a "black-faced Bao Gong".
When my mother came back, she laughed when she learned about it. Tell me not to do that again.
I will never forget this successful attempt.
Childhood is like a blue sky. There are white and flawless white clouds floating in the sky. Among them, there is a big and striking white cloud with the word "brave" written on it, which reminds me of that brave attempt.
It was an interesting thing for us to visit the "Hundred Herbs Garden" in Anji, Zhejiang. On this day, we came to a place called "Crocodile Bridge". When I heard it, I was very curious and dragged my mother to the bridge. As soon as I got on the bridge, my heart shook and I couldn't help looking down. Ah! It was the lake, and I immediately understood that I was on the suspension bridge. I can't help but be terrified. My hands cling to my mother's clothes and my feet are shaking slightly. "Nothing, don't be afraid!" My mother showed a kind smile, and two small dimples like flowers bloomed on her face. My mother's warm smile gave me great courage, and I crustily skin of head and walked forward. Suddenly, the bridge, which was just stable, began to sway from side to side as if it were enchanted. My left hand clung to my mother and my right hand grasped the handrail, and my body swayed from side to side with the suspension bridge. I thought to myself, we are dead. We may fall into the river this time. If this bridge collapses, we will be eaten by crocodiles. At this time, fear and annoyance flooded into my heart. I felt that my blood was flowing backwards, my cells were spreading, and my nerves were tense ... I panicked and regretted getting on this ghost bridge. The blood in my chest solidified at this moment. I don't know what broke into my heart, and my tears ran out like a wild horse. "Ah!" I cried and screamed, and I didn't care about other people's opinions.
As I grabbed the handrail desperately, I looked down and saw a crocodile swimming happily under the bridge, opening its big mouth. It occurred to me: Will this crocodile attack the bridge deck? Then, we all fell into the river and were eaten by crocodiles ... Thinking, thinking, I closed my eyes. Suddenly, Defoe's famous saying came to my mind: "The fear of danger is ten thousand times more terrible than the danger itself." Yes, as long as you get rid of the fear, you can walk there. I tried to take a deep breath, trying to open my eyes, loosen my mother's hand and hold the handrail on the bridge. At this time, the sun father-in-law seemed to touch me with warm hands, and the bird seemed to cheer me up. With the shaking of the bridge, I crossed my left foot first, followed by my right foot, and tried to keep my balance, thus completing the whole journey and reaching the other side of the bridge. I looked at the sky happily. The white clouds made me relaxed and happy, and my heart was sweeter than eating honey ...
That brave attempt made me understand a truth: only by driving away the fear of danger can I succeed.
(2) In my life, I have done many interesting things, ridiculous things and even wrong things ... but there is one thing that I will never forget, because it was a happy attempt.
It was on Mother's Day last year, and it occurred to me that I wanted to try to cook a meal for my mother as a gift for her on Mother's Day, so as to make her holiday happy and unforgettable.
Just do it. "If you can't do it hard, just do it simple; If the seasoning can't be put, I will only put salt; If you want to put more salt, we will pour some water; If you want to add more water, then you can drink soup. " While humming my own exclusive cooking recipe, I thought that since I wanted to make it simple, I would like a plate of scallion-flavored eggs. After cutting the onion, I took the egg in my right hand, followed my mother's example, and "gently" knocked on the edge of the bowl. I saw that the egg shook a little and exploded like a small atomic bomb. Its power was enormous-I washed three clothes afterwards!
How can I be convinced after losing the first round? After making a comeback, another egg was in my hand. I learned the last lesson of overexertion, but under my meager strength like cotton, the eggs were unscathed! I was so angry that I threw the eggs into the pot, only to see that the eggs were completely broken and the oil and water spilled all over the floor. I said angrily, "Who told you not to pick up the compliment? It's completely shattered."
At this time, my mother came over and saw the mess all over the floor and burst into laughter. As soon as the laughter stopped, I couldn't help laughing again when I saw me dressed in camouflage clothes. I played it by ear and immediately handed in sweet words: "Mom, this is my holiday gift to you. You won't blame me for screwing up every time I think of getting off to a bad start, will you?" Mom smiled and said, "Of course not. But you have to do the laundry yourself! " My face turned sunny and cloudy at once, but my mother's life is hard to disobey. Just stop as soon as you get better and do the laundry.
Afterwards, whenever I talk about this, my mother always interjects: "Pity my two stupid eggs!" "
(3) In life, we always try, sometimes we only try once and succeed, but more often, we have to try many times. But that time, I only tried once or twice and succeeded.
In spring, the weather is fine, and there are only a few white clouds in the blue sky. My father and mother took my cousin and me to fly kites in Maanshan. As soon as I got off the bus, I took out my goldfish kite and set it up, and then began to fly it. I raised my kite and ran forward, and it flew at once. Soon the kite flew to the highest. But my sister's long kite, which consists of ten little swallow kites, can't fly.
I watched it for a while and asked my father to help me play it. I ran over and said to my sister, "Give it to me and I'll play it!" " Say that finish, I took the kite, ready to fly, but God refused to show his face, and there was no wind. Many small kites fell down. Forget it. I ran hard, and there was just a wind blowing from me. I saw the kite flying higher and higher, but somehow, a kite kept spinning behind, and the kite lost control and fell down again.
The second time, I let the kite fly again, and it got a little out of control. At this time, I found that the kite would get out of control every time it wasn't in a line, so when I pulled it, it became a straight line again. I kept running and paying off the line while running. I had already run from one end of the square to the other, and the kite finally flew.