The Time I helped my Mom.


One day my Mom had a lot of groceries to bring into our house. She couldn’t bring the groceries in because there were too many. So, I decided to help her with them. I brought them in and helped her put them away. I put the bread in the cupboard. The bread smelled like it was freshly baked. I put the yellow bottle of mustard in the fridge on the door too. I then placed the cheese and the milk on the shelf in the fridge. The cheese was cheddar in a block and it was yellow. 

 It turned out good that I helped my mom because she gave me five dollars for helping her. I later on spent the money on buying noise putty. 

 My Mom was so proud of me. She loves it when I help her. Sometimes I still help her with cleaning and stuff like that. So, that's how I felt when I helped my Mom with groceries. She was very happy and so was I. 


    By Allison 
 
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aparker

VT

17 years old

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