I haven’t done every day’s assignments but I am still following along with the Writing 101 class. Here’s today’s writing challenge / assignment:
Write a post based on the contrast between two things — whether people, objects, emotions, places, or something else.
Today’s twist: write your post in the form of a dialogue.
This is another kind of writing I haven’t done since I was a kid, but it lends itself perfectly to me expanding on my last post about trying to feed my kids healthy food, or get them to do anything else healthy…
“So, Mad, you want to help me make dinner?” I asked my daughter through her closed door. I had to ask loudly as she was blasting screamo (we used to call it punk and I like it but won’t admit that to her) AND watching Supernatural on her tablet)
“I didn’t ask if you were good or not, I asked if you were going to help me make dinner” I helpfully reminded her.
“What are you making?”
“I’m trying out this new vegan recipe I found” I told her.
“Ewww, I’m good.”
OK, seriously? I opened her door. “I was just pretending to give you a choice, come out and chop a tomato.”
Much eye rolling, dragging of feet, and asking if everyone could make their own dinners tonight ensues.
Finally we were both in the kitchen and she watched me pull the ingredients out of the fridge. Cue predictable teen enthusiasm.
“I hate mushrooms.”
“I hate dill”
“I don’t like soy sauce”
“What is that even?”
I told her “rice noodles, it’s something different.”
“I don’t like rice.”
In a voice I was pretty sure (but not totally sure) the neighbors couldn’t hear “It’s NOT RICE, it’s rice noodles. You can’t hate it, you’ve never even tried it!”
“I hate rice.”
Me, “Oh good god I’ll make it myself. I should have just made a frozen pizza.”
The worst part of all? None of us liked it. It was a cool recipe but we all found out we only like dill when it’s part of a pickle. Even worst? I made myself eat everything on my plate to prove a point.
Even knowing that I don’t care too much for dill I think it looked dang good halfway through making the sauce.
On the plus side I think with some modifications (no dill, maybe some hot peppers) this could be pretty good.
Do you have your kids help cook? If so do they enjoy it or not so much? My kids can actually all 3 cook better than I did at their ages, but they prefer to cook when it isn’t considered helping. Especially if I foolishly say the V word!