My Kitchen, My Sanctuary

Even if you are at home or not, I feel that it is not safe yet. Well, this is the way I feel like my house. Of course, until you find a place to rest and relax in a busy life - the kitchen at my house. Immediately after we checked in, the kitchen became my shelter. I think that the kitchen is a place to relax, as it represents a symbolic, spiritually beautiful place. The kitchen is usually dirty so you have to clean it every few days. When this happens, I see this incident as an indication of my own state of mind.

My kitchen is my shelter, but I did not know that it was. When I was young, my mother taught singing in stereo and my older brother taught me how to dance, so I relax and dance. It becomes a resource for health and rejuvenation and I am worth the value that I can learn my dish's reputation in my living space after interrupting it for my new design but a smaller model I remembered. Life hoped to release me from the sanctuary where I am working and distorted me in several ways so you will not believe my enjoyment. Indeed, when I was afraid of my choice, the joy of what I remembered was to move me in the way I did not understand at that point.

Because it is a meeting place for my family, my kitchen is a shelter for me. When someone in our family has something to announce, if an important event is coming, we have to discuss something - it is done in the kitchen table. The taste of what my mother is doing, or she made, always welcomes us. The very important argument we did was when I received a high school application. We all sat on the table and discussed the choices I should take for two hours. All of these are done in the kitchen table. This is one of the most exciting experiences of our family. My mother was preparing chicken noodle soup, the smell makes us happy - it is absolutely tasty. There is time to talk about what we want to do in the future - and I have never seen it before.