Home

Home is like a waterfall, it always seems calm when you look at it but it’s actually just a big rush. When I wake up and get dressed, I go to my washroom to brush my hair, put some Chapstick on and deodorant on. After I’m done that, I go to the kitchen for some breakfast. I first get some toast and smell the fresh bread when I just open the plastic bag it is in. I get some jam from the fridge for my toast and put it out on the table for when I get my toast out of the toaster. When my toast is done, I take it out of the toaster of course and then put it on the table. It’s nice and hot but not too hot to burn my fingers. After I put the jam on my toast and eat it, I go back to my washroom to brush my teeth. When I’m done that, I put on my socks, get a hoodie out of my closet, and grab my coat out of the shoe closet where it’s hanging up and tell my dad, “Let’s go now” as I got my boots on. When we get in the car the waterfall is no longer here it has gone away like thin air as we go to school. When we arrive at school my dad always reminds me “the people you hang out with is what you will become so just be cool and be yourself” I say thanks dad as I’m starting to get out of the car. I grab my bag out of the backseat and blow my dad a kiss then run off, knowing I’m already late. When I’m running in the wind I think about life for a bit. I think about how I’m really lucky to live where I live and to have a family who loves me. I wonder how we can afford nice things that other people can’t. Sometimes we’re not all grateful about things because we think about ourselves and not other people. It makes me feel bad for throwing away all the food I didn’t like. I bet the kids that don’t have anything wouldn’t throw food away. They would be really grateful. I start to also think about the waterfall, even if I were in a rush most of the time, I will always love my family and my home. Even if it doesn’t seem like it and I’ll try to do something to seem more grateful about things.