What Home Means to Me

Home is not a building or a place. It is a mental feeling. Home is a positive sensation where I can feel at peace. The smell of supper on the stove, the sound of my brother playing and my dad teaching. Tasting the muffins I make with my mum and seeing my sibling working on their homework. Lastly I feel the soft, comfortable pillows against my back when I read in my bed until my mum comes to tuck me in. When I am at home in every way, I sense the feelings of safety, love, happiness, and peace.its where I can be myself and feel comfortable. Home means that I am with people that I love, care about, and trust, including friends, family, and teachers. Home is where I laugh and learn, have fun and play games. Home follows me anywhere and everywhere that I feel safe, comfortable and loved. Home is that beautiful house where I’ve always lived, the neighborhood where Igrew up, riding my bike and going to the playground. Home is Ontario with its lakes and rivers to swim in and home is amazing Canada, the country where we live, our maple syrup and wild rice, the two languages that we speak. This is my home and what it means to me, and I’m so lucky to have one when so many people don’t.