I learned how to wash socks. On Saturday morning, I begged my mother to teach me how to wash socks. My mother agreed. I quickly put on my clothes, jumped out of bed and came to the pool. "The first step is to take a pair of dirty socks. 'as soon as Mom's voice dropped, I brought my socks. 'the second step & hellip; & hellip; '"I know!" I recalled my mother's movements in washing socks before, and said with pride:' take a basin, pour some water into it, and soak the socks in the water. "It's great. I have a good memory!" said my mother. "Step three, soap your socks. 'I picked up the soap and just wanted to use it,' chuckled. 'the soap fell into the water. "Mom, why is the soap so slippery? I can't even lift it up!" I pursed. My mother patiently answered, "when you take soap, you should hold it in two hands, one hand on the top and the other on the bottom. Gently hold the soap, just like catching a small fish, with a & lsquo; up and down attack & quo;. "Oh, so it is!" I picked up the soap as my mother said. I put the sock on my left hand, with soap in my right hand. I wiped it on top of the sock, then on the bottom. I put a thick layer of soap on the socks. 'OK! The next step is to clean the socks. 'I grabbed the ends of the socks and rubbed them randomly. As a result, the socks were twisted into' twist '. Mother corrected: "it's not like this. It should be rubbing two hands one after the other. 'I tried again. The socks were black, but they were made white by me. There were a lot of small white foam on the socks. I washed the middle of the sock like rubbing the two sides. I washed it up and down, inside and outside, spotlessly. At this time, my hands were red and itchy. Mother said: 'you have to rinse your socks. 'I washed my socks three times to make sure that there was no foam to dry. I learned how to wash my socks!
Part 2: I learned how to wash socks. One day, I was watching TV and my grandmother was washing clothes. I think I still have a few pairs of socks not washed! I think: grandma will wash my socks. I'd better go and have a look. Ah, grandma doesn't even wash my socks. I sweetly said to my grandmother: 'grandma, can you help me wash my socks?' "grandma seems to be in a bad mood today. I asked twice, and finally she answered that I didn't wash. That's really pissed me off. Then I'll wash my socks by myself. They must be cleaner than you. I brought a basin of water first, then put a little detergent, and then put the socks in the water. A little bubble, and then rub with hands, I not only did not rub clean, but my hands rubbed as red as mature apples. Grandma saw it and quickly came to teach me how to wash it. Grandma told me that the dirty place you have to use a lot of strength, force again, you can wash clean. Grandma helped me to wash a pair, I rubbed it according to my grandmother's appearance, and it was really smart. I rubbed it hard again. Then rinse three more times and the water will be clean. Especially the Yellow bottom of the socks is rubbing soap. I was so happy that I picked up my socks and ran to the balcony. I said to my grandmother with pride, "I've learned how to wash my socks! I can wash them myself later. 'I'm tired and fall in bed. It's too hard to do what I haven't done for the first time, but there's a first time for everything.
Chapter 3: I learned how to wash socks. Last night, when I washed my feet in my room, I found the socks were very dirty, so I wanted to wash them. I poured the foot washing water out of the door, picked up some water on the tap, and then soaked my socks in writing In the water, after waiting for a while, I rubbed it with my hands. Unexpectedly, I didn't wash any dirty things down. I was sitting on the chair and worried. When my mother came back, she saw that my socks were not cleaned. She said to me, "why don't you use detergent?" I suddenly realized. Quickly take out the washing powder from the back of the chair, sprinkle it on the socks, and then rub and rub it. A lot of bubbles were rubbed out, and the froth changed from white to grey. I continued to knead my hands with dirty bubbles. I could see how dirty my socks were. I put my socks in the water, and the water became turbid immediately. It was disgusting. I took the dirty water, took a basin of water, put the socks in the water and kneaded it until it was clean. I fished out my socks, wrung them dry and hung them on the rope in the yard. I said to my mother happily: 'I have washed my socks. "My mother said with a smile," my daughter is really capable. 'I was so sweet after listening to my mother. It's a real celebration that I can finally wash my socks.
Chapter 4: I learned how to wash socks. Before, my socks were washed by my mother. My mother once said to me: 'if I keep washing the baby's socks, you won't be able to wash them in the future. 'so my mother taught me to wash socks. Mother asked me to wash my socks first. After washing, I saw that the socks were still very dark. My mother let me watch her do the demonstration, and then my mother began to wash. When mom finished washing, she asked me to hang my socks on the balcony. After I hung up, my mother said to me, "you should practice washing Socks by yourself. 'I'll wash out the white socks myself.
I've learned to wash socks' Oh, great, I've learned to wash socks! "I yelled happily. This afternoon, I saw my mother doing the laundry, so I said to my mother, "Mom, can I help you with your socks?" my mother nodded with a smile. I learned from my mother to bring the basin and the washing liquid. I first pour the washing liquid into the basin, then pour water into the basin, and then put the socks into the basin to soak. Finally, I picked up the socks and rubbed them vigorously. I washed and washed them, but they couldn't be cleaned: "Why are these smelly socks so hard to wash?" I frowned and said to myself. My mother just heard it and said kindly, "don't worry when you wash your socks. You should rub some soap in a particularly dirty place and rub it hard, so it's easy to clean them. 'after listening, I put some soap on the black soles of my socks and washed them again. The hand feels slippery, and the water in the basin slowly turns dark black. After washing again and again, I finally cleaned the dirty things on the socks. Mother also told me to wash the dirty things, not finished, but also to rinse with water. I listened to bring a large basin of water, put socks into the rinse, until no bubble is clean. A few pairs of small socks tired my arm ache, legs numb. I thought: ah! It turns out that washing three pairs of socks is so tired, not to mention that my mother has to wash so many clothes every day! My mother must be much more tired than me. In the future, I will help my parents to work more so that my parents can have a rest.
Chapter 6: I learned how to wash socks. One night, when I washed my face, my mother said to me: 'it's a holiday. Do what you can to do to wash your socks. 'I thought, isn't it just washing socks? It's no problem. So I readily agreed to my mother. After washing my face, I looked at two dirty socks. How should I wash it? Think about it: every time my mother washed her socks, she soaked the socks first, then she put soap on them, then rubbed them with force, and finally washed the foam of the socks off to OK. Well, just like my mother, I put the socks in the water like my mother. After soaking for a while, I put on soap and rubbed it vigorously. After rubbing for a long time, it was still not very clean, and my hands were a little sour. It seemed that it was more difficult than I thought. I want to give up halfway, but I wonder how this is going on. If my mother washes socks like me every time, dirty socks will always be dirty socks. Hi! You can't give up anyway. Thinking of this, I rubbed it again. After a while, I finally finished washing a sock. "Ha ha, it's hard for me to wash socks!" but again, the excitement just flew to nine days away. It turned out that the socks were washed backwards. Yes, every time I take off my socks, I always go to the next place and never turn them over again, so I wash the reverse side. I had to put my hand into the wet socks and turn them over. I thought the front would be very clean, but I didn't expect the front was still dirty. I can't help it. I'll never do it again. When she finished washing the second sock, her mother called out, "have you finished washing it? It's been half an hour. Speed up. 'I quickly replied,' all right, it's done. 'I ran out happily and said to my mother,' do you think I wash white? '"well, it's very white, but after washing, you have to rinse it with water!" hearing this, it's like a bolt from the blue. Ah! There's another process! I really want to give up, but I think, persistence is victory. At last I finished washing the socks. My mother hung the socks on the hanger. I sat on the cot and looked at the white socks I washed. I thought: This is my socks. Sometimes it looks very simple. It must be simple to do, but it will be successful if we insist on it. Thinking about it, I fell asleep. That night I had a good sleep. It must be the smell of socks that dyed me.