When I lived in Leesburg, I was untidy that even I could not withstand the disorganization that I had shown. That was why I was afraid to move to live with my great-aunt, because I knew that she would be bothered with the lack of my organization. My great-aunt is a strict person. Since I was a little kid, I had heard about her harsh criticisms and stringent rules. …show more content…
My great-aunt likes to cook. Since she was a teenage girl, she learned how to cook either by books or in culinary schools. She quits learning now and focuses more on her job, but she still cooks a different food each day. In the kitchen cabinet, there is hundreds of bags of flour and seasoning. She also bought an average-sized freezer to store even more food. The freezer is always full of the old and new meats. (It seems like all the food markets will be closing tomorrow.) It is always hard for me to find a way to put a small bag of bacon into the freezer; I have to arrange everything in the freezer to find the appropriate small space for a mere bag. After two or three days, I sometimes cannot find the bag, and it turns out that the day before that, my great-aunt put the bacon in the Walmart recycle bag at the bottom of the freezer to save more space for her new meats. This would be better if she told me before I started Sherlock-Holmes searching for …show more content…
She is not approved that fact that I eat eggs. According to her, eggs are the worst food that could eventually lead me to be diabetic maybe tomorrow or in recent future time. If I have not known anything about health, I would never eat eggs again. I only consume four eggs a week, but when my great-aunt see me holding the boiled eggs in a bowl, she assumes that I eat them each day. Assumptions are good in some certain areas if one has the overall knowledge about what she/he talks about. For example, a week ago, when I was too busy doing school assignments and forgot to wash dishes, my great-aunt knocked on the door and said, “Look! There is somebody who is in somewhere else, but somewhere here needs him back.” I knew her meaning, went outside to wash the dish, and told her that I had been studying. But my words seems to lost its credibility in her trust. She called my cousin and mother to complain how lazy I was. She insisted that I detain myself in the room where technology tightens my knowledge of the outside world and kills the function of my eyesight, brain, and lungs. She also went on talking to me saying that it was such a waste of money and time for me to go abroad to study, and she emphasized strongly that my stupidity has been worse than all of my cousins '. Not only she does not like my presence in the room for a long time, she also does not like the organization of things around my room and the