All Deserve a Home

Last time I visited India I went to Andhra pradhash a small village called Padda Pavani.I am sitting outside making paper kites. Listening to stories about my Grand Grand Grandma from my Grand grandma. My cousins teach me a new game. One of my grand Grandma's house is made out Mud and hai. All of my grandpa's Buffalo's are sitting on the sideyard except my favorite one the baby buffalo. It is running around and jumping. waiting for my grandpa To come from the farm and feed baby buffalo.The whole village came to my house and I serve them. I like the comments that was talking about and telling me about the food one of the comment was this what is the best food in the world that comment made me feel so good . During the time I felt love like home and some coziness and the warmness around me.I think the sound of the baby buffalo's feet running. The buffalos shouted that is when my heart goes full of calm and hope that I will be safe. I feel all the old people for less than my grandma cooking yummy tasty food that the snow was so good that I was so happy and the smell about the famous chicken curry and my mom was helping my grandma and my grandma and my grandpa's sisters were all cooking together. Home can be multiple places like India and Canada home is not just filled with four corner house or a building home is where the people that you love are. home is where you feel comfortble, safe, and cozzy. Home can be anywhere that you love. Home is where you get ready for your adventures and whatever you need like home is my favorite for school.