His mother and father came over and helped him off the chair. His mother brought him a wet cloth to wipe the flour off his face. "Listen to me, Robbie," his mother said. "When you want to learn something new, you need someone to teach you how to do it. My mom taught me how to make chicken." Robbie nodded and wiped away his tears. "But you're too young to cook alone. Now let's get this place cleaned up."
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