A PLACE CALLED HOME

Once there was a kid named Farjot. He was very kind. But many made fun of him. People gave him nicknames like “Fartjot”. Which he didn’t really like. He wasn’t very athletic or very good at math. Every day when he went home, he would open his sketchbook and draw few people with many friends. To Farjot his best friend was home where he could be himself any day! When Farjot came to school the next day, his teacher was talking about a contest called home. When his teacher was done talking, he felt amazed. He wanted to help someone find a home. Many people tried to win for the pizza party or the I-pad. Farjot did it so someone could know a place called home. When Farjot went home, he had already written his copy. He typed it the next day at school. He was the first one to finish! After a few days, the whole class was done. Farjot couldn’t even sleep! One day the class and Farjot were doing math … when the teacher screamed!! The class and Farjot were shocked they had never seen the teacher so happy before. The teacher screamed Farjots name and said “Farjot you won!” Farjot smiled but his smile dropped as he said, “I came in 3rd place right” “NO Farjot you came first place!” She spoke. Farjot froze, first place, Farjot Sidhu came in first place!!!The class screamed in excitement, each saying his name. At that exact time, he was the happiest person in the world!!! Soon Farjot and his class had a pizza party, and he got his I-pad. His classmates realized how rude they were and apologized. Farjot didn't really care about the things he got. He was happy he gave someone a home.