A happy memory in my life is a memory of my friend who taught me how to cook 5 years ago. At that time, I was 22 years old. I am clumsy and did not know how to cook and the dishes cooked by me were very bad. Therefore, she taught me to cook. At the beginning of learning, I felt this was rather difficult. However, I improved gradually. That time was really a happy and joyful time for me. Now I am pround of having cooked many delicious dishes for family. My husband likes dishes cooked by me so much. I am grateful for my friend but