Professor Rebecca Biggs
English 1101
2 September 2013
Sweet Treats And Dreams
When I was young my parents always drilled the phrase in my head that “Anything is possible”. This is a phrase that I have lived and believed all my life. I always wanted to be a nurse when I grew up. I always had dreams of being a nurse, but that changed when I was ten. My farther worked as a manager at a local grocery store. I remember him working there for quite sometime. It was bring your children to work day, I was so excited to finally get to act like a grown up and go to work! I walked through those sliding glass doors and the first thing that filled my senses was the smell of cookies and cakes being baked. I naturally let my nose follow the scent. As I approached the display case my senses were overflowing of exciment from all the colors, shapes, sizes, and smells it was a sensory overload! But I was not as excited to taste them as I was more intrigued about how they were made. If I leaned over the counter I could see the women at work making these wonderful creations. Flour was thrown all over the counter, rolled dough, cookie cutters. It seemed like I watched them for hours just making these sweet treats. One of the women saw me staring and watching her she approached me and asked me if I would like to help her. Needless to say I did not hesitate(not knowing if my dad would get upset). The stainless steel table tops, the rotating oven, the pastry bags , pastry combs, homemade icings, doughnuts. It was all so much to take in at one time! I helped and decorated several cookies, than worked the cash register. The look on peoples faces when they tried my cookies was impeccable it brought me such great joy and warmth to know that I pleased someone’s craving. From that moment on I knew what my calling in life was to be and that is a pastry chef. That next Christmas I asked my parents for an