Meaning Of Home
The Meaning Of Home.
-Click- went the keys.I opened the front door and took the keys out of it, putting them back into my backpack and went into the living room. “Sarah, go make the kimchi,please.״ Emily said from the teal chair in the living room. “Okay, I’ll go make the kimchi.” I answered. Then I went into the kitchen and made the kimchi.
Then I thought about all the people in the world who couldn’t have kimchi, let alone food. I felt like I should lucky because, some people can’t even afford water. And I love water.
I feel like some people deserve way more than others. It just doesn’t make sense that a rich person saw a poor person and all they did was laugh. That’s just rude and disrespectful. If I were rich, I would give most of my money to poor people who don’t have anything.
After that thought, I feel like I’m lucky to have a home. It doesn’t have to be big, or small, or tiny. What matters is that everyone is happy, and okay with what they get. And, be the kindest to poor people because, they deserve it. And when I say that, the really do deserve it.
And, it doesn’t matter who you are, or what you do. What really matters, is that everyone is kind, happy, and okay with where they live, and their home.