A Saturday to Remember

That fish was smelling so good that my stomach could “clap its hands”. You know, my mother cooks as nobody does; her hands were blessed by God. "Don't touch it! It's very hot", she said. I could barely hear her because I was thinking about how I could have that fish before the right time. "Darling, come here!", my dad shouted. That was my chance! I could not wait anymore. So, my hands moved like crazy snakes ready to get a good bite of that yummy fish. "OUCH!!!" it was as hot as hell. My mom whispered, "I told you..." 

Stepheson Emmanuel