The day that passes by, the experiences that a person like me can encounter as I am living in this world. Things that I had on my mind that I wanted to share, release and remain. Memories that last and memories that just past by. With my writings I can be able to share it to other's who wanted to read other's thought and idea. My way of expressing myself.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
It was broken
My mother purchased a new rice cooker. Our old rice cooker is broken. She said that the light that indicate if it is working is not working so she thinks its already broken.We’ve been using it almost four years that’s why she think it’s overuse. At night when my father arrives from work he saw the newly purchased rice cooker. He asked my mother if why did she buy a new one. My mother explains what happen. After my father eats his dinner, he sat on his arm chair and drink a cup of coffee. After he finished his coffee, he asked my mother to get the broken rice cooker. He checked the wiring of the appliances. He found out that the wirings were eaten by rats that’s why it’s not functioning. My father explains to my mother what happen and he asked her to give her the electrical tape. In less than a minute the rice cooker where fixed and already working. But my mother don’t regret buying a new rice cooker. She said at least we have a new and old rice cooker.
Labels:
appliances,
broken,
family,
home,
mother
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