Our Room
I can see a big, brown, scratched, square table covered with books and pencils surrounded by seven, tall, soft, blue chairs in the corner of the kitchen, there is a cream, rectangular bench with a stove sitting on top, all this is in the middle of the kitchen. Along the right wall is another cream coloured bench covered with a white, dirty, toaster, a hot, black, slow cooker, a silver, shiny, sink with a dripping tap, a thermomix , three tall, white and blue yogurt buckets, an old, shiny kettle filled with steaming, hot water, a tall, steaming, shiny, water distiller with a clear jug filled with water sitting next to it, bad tasting medicine, and some sour yellow kefir. Above the messy bench are four cupboards filled with white ceramic cups, bowls, small square plates, big square plates, and strange, shaped thermomix parts. Under the cream bench is even more cupboards and four draws filled with shiny, stainless steel, knifes, forks, spoons and tongs, there are old brown boxes, colourful, rubber gloves, and grey, plastic bags with lots of holes in them. Along the back wall sits a white and black oven filled with black, oily, trays next to this is a tall white fridge covered in old, ripped, fridge magnets and a calendar covered in scribble, inside the fridge is tasty fruit and crunchy vegetables. Along the left wall is another tall cupboard that go right up to the roof this is filled with smelly spices and sweet preserved food. Beside the tall cupboard is a small container holding old sweet-potatoes and dirty potatoes. Next to the potatoes is a tall, white doorway and through the doorway is a huge lounge-room with a long, brown, soft, comfy couch with four, old, worn-out, rough, blue cushions sitting on top, next to this is a cold, white and grey air-conditioner, behind this is a big, long, wide, bright, window with short, funny-looking, brown and white curtains along the top.
