Science in my DNA

hear drums .Walking towards the door I furiously slammed the door behind me as I yelled in anger 'YES

itchen and sat on a wooden chair in my dinning table ,dipping my hands in a bowl of guacamole mama yelled ' Come on on don't use your filth hands on my freshly made guacamole ' .Ignoring her I stood up and said 'Mom what about your work ' ,well she worked as a clerk in a large organization ,she has been doing that since I knew her ,hmm just imagine how long ,promotions? She gets raise in her salary every two years so she quite okay with it . ' Work Is good ' her usual slang ,' ' Okay so why are you not at work by now ' I said curiously .' We have a little holiday for a while ' she said back looking straight into what she was preparing . Dipping my hands into her guacamole again I ran out of the kitchen liking my unkept fingers . She wanted to talk more about her job ,'OHH work ' I screamed remembering the science project defend against some gray headed profes