This document is a student's descriptive essay about exploring a wok in their kitchen at midnight. It is three paragraphs. In the first paragraph, the student describes picking up the wok and noticing its metal construction and plastic handle. The second paragraph has the student pretending the wok is a hat or shield and taking a selfie. The third paragraph details cooking an egg in the wok and burning a finger, realizing they need to finish their assignment due the next day.

1. SCHOOL OF ARCHITECTURE, BUILDING AND DESIGN
THE ARCHITECTURE SCHOOL
FOUNDATION IN NATURAL BUILD ENVIRONMENT
NAME: Nicolas Wong Xiao En
STUDENT ID NO: 0314377
TOOL SELECTED: WOK
WORD COUNT: 549
ENGLISH 2 (ENGL 0205)
WRITTEN ASSIGNMENT 1: DESCRIPTIVE ESSAY
LECTURER: Ms. CASSANDRA WIJESURIA
SUBMISSION DATE: 14TH NOVEMBER 2013

2. It’s 12am in the midnight, my stomach start to beg me for some food
again yet I was still rushing my English assignment, it is submission date
tomorrow! Argg, whatever, I am just going to feed myself some food in the
kitchen. I stand up and get into the kitchen. I feel upset after I switch on the
light because I see nothing except a wok beside the stove. I stare blankly at it.
I never observe it properly since my mother bought it. Now only I realize the
whole part of the wok was made of metal which is iron. The handle of the wok
is wrapped by plastic handle.
I lift it up and hold it in my hand. I feel like holding a shield right now.
The shape of the wok is semi-sphere which the middle part of it is stuck out. I
pretend myself as a warrior who is going for a war. The spirit of wining is full
of my mind. Suddenly, I find out that the wok looks like a hat when during the
imperial times, those official use to wear on their head with a tie around the
jaw. I take the wok and wear it on my head. I look into the mirror which is
located inside the guest room. It looks not bad so I take a self-photo and
upload to instagram.
It is not comfort for wearing because of its weight pressuring my head.
The wok is not as light as I think because the material of making it causes it
has a heavy weight. It can be use as a dumbbell, as it sores my muscle. No
wonder I find out that my mother is getting muscular nowadays; maybe she
needs to carry the wok while cooking therefore her muscle is getting bigger. I
place the wok on the table and observe the surface of it. The surface of the
wok is full of wrinkle, spread equally over the wok. Now I get proved; as time
goes on, not only the wrinkles on women’s face are getting more and more, it
also applied to the wok.

3. I place my hand inside the wok; it feels so cool and cold. The metal of
the wok made me feel like I am placing my hand in a pail of cold water. I spin
my hand around the backside of the wok; it feels like I am touching my own
face, smooth enough. I use my finger to knock on it, a “dong” sound is
produced which sounds like a gong. I take an egg from the refrigerator to cook
as my supper. The wok produces a “king king kang kang” sound when it react
with the spatula. The sound produced is annoying.
I try to touch the wok again after I fried my egg. Ouch! It’s hot! Finally I
ended up with my hand get burned of the wok. It is as hot as the fire. It’s now
1am, I waste 1 hour to fry an egg and get a burn on my finger tip. Hey it’s
submission tomorrow; I better continue my English assignment. I have to stop
wasting time on this wok which burned me in the midnight. It’s the first time I
get burn in the midnight!