I am the White Chocolate and Macademia Cookie. I'm peruvian, where there are tons of white chocolate and macademias. I am a really nice cookie, even tho most of the people 1st perception about me may be the opposite: they use to think I'm rude, I'm stubborn, and selfish. Perhaps a little self-centered and arrogant, and that I think I'm the best cookie around. I'm not sure if that's really me, but sometimes I really felt that way, and it costed so much to me to break those ideas down to show the world my ingredients may not cause allergy. They don't have to run away from me.
Luckily, this cookie got the chance to go back to the Bakery where she was supposed to be: she packed, she polished her wrap and mood and traveled so far to find itself. The cookie was excited, and thinking that the knowledge of this world was already its. That day, the day 1 of her transformation, the White Chocolate and Macademia cookie noticed how wrong it was. Did it feel bad about it? NO! The cookie met a wonderful cookie sister: The Chocolate Chip cookie! And it wasn't scared about allergies!! Pure happiness. This cookie started to feel like home at last.
Pretty soon, the White Chocolate and Macademia cookie met more international cookies: a misterious Chinese Lucky cookie, the Gansta Cukito and a Sugar cookie sweeter than no one. The Bakery was a party, there were no allergies alarms (No manager or GT needed). The White Chocolate and Macademia cookie finally showed its real self, with non fear of being contagious. The other cookies weren't scared, or even better...they didn't care.
Later, an Oatmeal and Raisins cookie arrived with a huge smile on its face. And showed this cookie how to smile to the good and bad stuff of the world (and sometimes to say "fuck you" to the ones who deserved it). And the cookie started to truly learn about life, about friendship, about love, about flour and water and sugar and the ingredients for an ideal cookie.
Finally, a Gingerbread cookie appeared, attracted by the smell of its brothers and sisters, which lived just in front of it. The family was complete at last. The White Chocolate and Macademia cookie forgot it was dangerous, that it may produce allergy...for instance, it was forgot, to learn instead that a good story, a good song, a good and quiet time spent with its siblings was enough to forget the bad things of life and start caring about the good ones: the White Chocolate and Macademia cookie forgot the damage it may cause to start believing in the good: nourish, give a moment of happiness, a smile, a nice flavour...
One day, the cookies split again. Back to where they belong. This cookie was sad for leaving, but happy coz it finally found its siblings, took a little taste of each one and brought it to her peruvian Bakery. Sooner or later, this cookie thought, all cookies will return to the place they belong. As time goes by, the bonds they made get stronger. Distance?? Distance is not forgetting, but a reminder of how huge the power of the cookies is.
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"Distance remind us how huge the power of the cookies is." ¿Está por de más decirte q me duele q mi hermanita se encuentre (físicamente) tan lejos de mi? afortunadamente t tengo bien cercaquita en mi corazón!
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