Learning How to Cook Rice-Personal Narrative

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Learning How to Cook Rice-Personal Narrative

During my Duke of Edinburgh Training weekend spent at Tow Ford

training centre I learned a great many skills that will stay with me

for the rest of my life. I learned how to work effectively in a team;

how to pitch a tent, and how to navigate my way around uninhabitable

and inhospitable terrain (Longformacus) using nothing but a compass

and map. However, the most valuable lesson I learned from this weekend

was how not to cook rice!

It was the first night. Mr Walker had told us all to prepare a storm

cook, which meant cooking inside the tent as if it were raining or

blowing a gale outside. This was to be practice for the real thing as

we may well encounter conditions like that and we would still have to

eat.

The other two `tent groups` had gone for simple, easy-to-prepare meals

like Super Noodles. My group, full of confident (foolish) people,

decided we would have a proper meal. We decided to cook chicken curry

and rice. We had brought with us three cans of chicken curry (each can

serves two people) and a full bag of rice. This was to feed four.

My job was to fill the kettles with water so I marched off to collect

water from the `centre`. I thought to myself, “They’ve got some nerve

calling it a centre. It’s not much bigger than a shed and it’s only

got two toilets and a sink.” I began to fill the kettles, which

couldn’t hold enough water to drown a rat, however, the water seemed a

good colour to poison a rat so maybe it would have some use. The

`water` was a rusty brown colour. We were told it was drinkable but I

wasn’t so sure. Unfortunately, we had to drink it, as that was the

only water available for miles. I showed the `water` to the group and

they reluctantly filled up the pot with the sickening substance. Alex

then emptied most of rice into the pot with the water.

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