What a day

A couple of days ago Tikiline and I were cooking a big meal.
We were making rice and beans, plantane, chicken, sauce, and cake. I made some juice that took two hours. It was made with fruit. What I don't get is I made juice and I didn't get any of it. As I was making the juice Tikiline kept saying '' No time to loose" or "No time to waste''. She was telling me to go back and forth back and forth to get what she needed. She was wispering to her self "I am so tired." I felt so bad for her that she was doing all the cooking and I only made juice. I was also tired but I knew I was not as tired as her. When the plantane was done she kept giving me one because she knew I was hungry. We were cooking for a class that my mom and dad were teaching. But when the food was done a white man showed up, he was going to pick us up in the morning but he could not. We were going to go to see a waterfall, but instead we went to the beach. It was just me and my brothet who went and two more familys. Quickly my mom threw a bag of chicken and plantane in to our bag. It was 6 or 7:30 before we got back with a cold shower. But what really bothered me was I did so little of work and went to a beach and Tikiline did so much and did not go. That's all for now readers see you next time in Tipistach.blogspot.com†