how it actually started

It all started when i was 11. J.s.s2. Food and Nutrition class. After that i never got tired of spending hours in front of mums oven. Then to intensify matters, i stumbled upon dis huge recipe book in my school library, i'll never forget. Kept on spendin all my time in that library, nose buried in the pages, studying and cramming all those bake recipes. May God forgive me, i think i actually ended up stealing that book and taking it home, lol.    It got to a point my dad actually banned me from touching the oven. Cos i became obsessed. I couldnt do anything other than bake and bake. Cakes, breads, pizzas, pies, cookies and biscuits, rolls, u name it. I was barely 12.  Tho i must admit, for someone whos now a full time baker/cakeMaker/bakeShop owner, i actually always wanted to be a career girl all my life. Yeaaaa i was passionate bout the kitchen but i never thought i was even allowed to do this as a job. Let me explain: dad's an academician, disciplinarian, principled, a professor, medical aspect for that matter. He was always all about: go to school, acquire your degree,(a professional one: preferably medicine,lol), get a job, acquire more degreees, climb up ur carreer ladder some more, keep gettin more degrees evn till your old age till u grow really old and die. U kno the drift... so i always thought along those lines, well hw i found myself here now, dats a story for another day
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