Describe a Special Cake You Received From Others Cue Card

Where did it happen?

I hastily opened it since I was so eager to see what was inside and discovered a lovely Belgian Chocolate Cake with my name written on it. When I learned of this, I vecame so inconsolable. I intended to celebrate my birthday with my family and friends, but the delayed tickets proved a roadblock.

Who did you get the cake from?

After reading the letter that was enclosed with the cake, which is addressed as "My Dear Son", I knew that my father had sent the cake to me. I couldn't help but cry and grin at the same moment when my dad gave me a cake that morning. 

Why is it a special cake?

When I got the cake, it was really an emotional and hysterical moment for me, and then I contacted my parents.I received birthday greetings from everyone as well as a boatload of love and blessings. My dad, who I consider to be my special someone, surprised me on that day, making it remarkable which I will never forget. Following that, I went to a nice restaurant for lunch with my coworkers, and there was another cake-cutting ceremony. My joys seemed no boundaries on that day and it was at its peak. To this day, I still get emotional and cry every time I think about that day. That cake my dad gave me made me feel incredibly joyful, and in my opinion, that day was the best. My story's protagonist, though, was the cake.

Where did it happen?

Since I joined college after a few days from the actual beginning of our session, we planned to go out. I never thought that they would make me feel so special that day. We went to the nearby restaurant, talking and chilling at the same time I saw a waiter carrying a cake loaded with cream proceeding toward our table. I thought that he didn't hear us right, and that's why he is bringing up the cake.

Who did you get the cake from?

Later, when my friends were not shocked to see that cake, I was filled with curiosity. As according to me that wasn't any day of celebration. I thought of asking them, as to whom this cake belongs. Ultimately, they pointed toward me and I had a blank reaction on my face.

They all explained to me that whenever someone enters their circle, they are treated the same way. There is a sense of celebration for them, I felt happy. Even though the cake was not the usual one, it was beautifully decorated and had different layers of various colours and flavours. I still remember the delicious layers of cake.

Why is it a special cake?

Even the ritual of cake cutting at the time of a new member's entry seems to be amazing. Every time the new member, who used to join our group, I was able to enjoy that multi-layered cake. The interesting thing is that the chef used to customise such cakes only for our group. Every time there was a unique texture and added elements by the chef of different members of our group.

Where did it happen?

But the time has changed and I have to move to another place without my family and friends. Gradually, my friends came to bid me farewell and they brought a cake to celebrate and congratulate me on my new job. I was filled with mixed emotions, on one hand, I was happy but then I didn't want to leave my family and friends. However, I remember that it was a dark chocolate cake with blueberries on top. It looked delicious. But, the fear of going away from my family and friends was eating me from inside.

Who did you get the cake from?

After the cake cutting ceremony, we proceeded to have dinner and we were discussing my dispersal. Suddenly, there was someone at the door with a box of cake in his hand. We all had a confusing look on our faces, has anyone ordered that cake. We asked him who sent this cake and he denied revealing the identity of that person. Once, we opened up that box and to my surprise the cake was sent to me by my aunt. She called me up to ask how the surprise was. I was feeling delighted that day.

What is a special cake?

Obviously, the reason was two cakes in front of me. I can never forget the taste of the two cakes. Everyone cheered me up and made me smile throughout the day. Though it was a well-spent day and soon the idea of separation vanished from my brain. I enjoyed that day, we danced and chatted the entire day, and finally cut the cake. The cake was loaded with multiple secret messages and blessings from my friends. The unique idea of filing the cake with messages and blessings was quite interesting and it melted my heart.