The day I ate meat

Loan, a Vietnamese girl was giving cookies to other girls in class. I thought it was a fortune cookie, so I asked her to give me one. I got one but it was not a fortune cookie.

I ate that cookie. It smelled unfamiliar, so I asked her

“How did you make it?”

“With meat” she said.

The unfamiliar taste made sense new having learn that I had eaten meat.

I felt nauseated, because, I have never eaten meat. I ran to the rest room and vomited.

Later I came to the classroom. An, another Vietnamese girl realized what had happened.

She said, “The cookie was vegetarian food”

I asked “How come meat can be vegetarian food?”

She said, “The cookie was made with jack fruit”

She said, “Meat (Mít) means jack fruit in Vietnamese.”

Introduction

I really enjoy reading others’ blogs. When I read others’ blogs, I ask myself that why don’t I start writing a blog.

Usually, I do everything as soon as I decide. But the question is the language in which I am going to write. If I write in my mother tongue, some of my friends might not understand. Also I am not familiar with typing my mother tongue. Therefore, I decided to write in English. In addition, it will improve my English.

To begin with, I would like to thank my husband for encouraging me to write. He always encourages me in my efforts.