The Meaning of a home
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One day on my way back from school, I saw a homeless man on the sidewalk with a sign that said “Homeless’’. I didn’t say anything. I just looked at him and I thought, “What is the meaning of a home?”.
When I got home I smelled freshly made cookies. I was joyous that I had a caring mom like mine. I walked to her and asked,“Mom, what is the meaning of a home ?”
She said, “Well, it means a lot of things. In a house you are protected from the nasty weather outside and in our home we are compassionate with each other. Some people don’t have a house or a home.”
I ate a freshly made cookie and it tasted wonderful. I brought the whole plate down to the basement where my brother and my dad were sitting on the big cozy couch watching the Leafs game. The Maple Leafs scored and I dropped the big plate with the cookies on it. I thought my family would be so disappointed at me but instead they helped me clean the mess. Most of the cookies were saved.
I felt so lucky that I had a family who cared about me and lived in a nice cozy home. I thought about that homeless guy again and tried to imagine what it would be like to be homeless. I didn’t know what to do to help him. I was only a kid. I had no money to give him. I took some of those amazing cookies and put them in a ziploc bag. If that homeless guy was around tomorrow, I would make sure that I would give them to him!