Our first attempt was with the oven. After a few failed attempts, we asked one of our Brazilian roommates to come and teach us how to use it. The next night we were prepared and ready to use the stove. However, once we fiddled with it and began to smell gas, we frantically tried to find our roommates to see if one of them were home, but no one was. We had heard that 20 student kitchen fires had occurred last year, and I was sure we were going to cause number 21 right then!
I then texted and asked my sisters, as I do in every situation, but it seems that life in Canada has caused us all to find a thing such as a gas stove a foreign concept. They did help make the traumatic experience more funny though. Thank goodness our roommate came home at that moment and taught us how to use it!
Slowly, but surely, we will get used to the different way of life here in England!
Here is how the conversation with my sisters went: