History of my Home

Before my mom and dad got married, they lived in India. They had not met yet. As they grew up, life got harder. My dad came to Canada for studies, so did my mom. They met and got married. When they got married, they moved into a green apartment. They moved out because they found a new HOME and their first baby was coming, which was my older sister Aditi. When they walked into that lonely, quiet and sad house, they had a picture in their heads of a warm, cozy, happy home with a bunch of laughter. After Aditi was born, it got happier and less lonely. 3 years later, I was born. My sister and I feel safe at home when we smell the homemade food my mom makes. We like hearing my dad type on the computer. We also like the taste of samosas at home. We like to feel the soft pillows and to see smiles on our parents’ faces. My home is like the 5th person that is hugging me so I can be safe. Thank you, Habitat for Humanity, for giving HOMES to people in need. Keep up your great work Habitat for Humanity!