Personal Narrative: My Gumpkin Soup

The more we tried to change up the conversation, the more interesting it got. He asked me what were my plans for the day and off the top of my head, I couldn’t think of anything to say. I am gonna have some soup he said, some traditional haitian pumpkin soup. He was worried about me, he knew I might be alone for the rest of the day so asked if I was gonna have some soup at a friends’ house.
I’ve been sitting in that position for the last hour but it’s only felt like 5 minutes. He hold my hand so tight that it warmed my sweating palm and sent the heat back into my body like a water flow. I stared into the blur behind him trying not to look at his perfectly shaped face. With no glasses and and tired eyes, his sparkling smile was the only image

Many reasons behind my hesitation: 1- I didn’t really like soup that much | 2-It takes a while to cook and that would only take away in the time I would rather spend napping. | 3-I had no plans whatsoever of sharing it with anyone, so whether or not I drink that pumpkin soup was totally up to me. |4- I had way tastier food in my dorm
My sister visited a few days earlier and she had bought me every single ingredient that I needed for the recipe. She said: “A real haitian woman never let her house be without the soup on the first day of a brand new year” I rolled my eyes at her and hided my

My mom would wake up at 4am and a huge pot of soup would be ready by 6am. There was always surplus and we have to bring a bowl for our neighbors. I got so tired of it overtime; I remember begging my mom for a plate of rice and chicken and she said no every time. The fridge would be empty though except for soup. I would try paying my sisters in secret to get me some cookie or whatever treats they could find but I almost always got caught.
When I refused to eat the soup and whine about it, my mom would make up these cool stories about how if I lived in the 1700s, I would be a wealthy beautiful woman with hundreds of dollars in my pockets. She said that that I would go to big fancy restaurants for that same soup and it would cost me a lot of my money. I used to love to hear her making me the star of the story everytime and that was all I needed to hear to start eating that pumpkin soup