My Home, Tancook!

My name is Connor and I live on Big Tancook Island, Nova Scotia, a small island off of Chester. I personally love living on Tancook. I have to go through some extra stuff like taking a ferry to get to school and not having a lot of kids to play with in my area, but there are a bunch of perks too. Like, having a beach down by my backyard and dirt roads. I really enjoy driving my fourwheeler on the dirt roads. But I’m getting off topic. Here's why I love living on a big rock. I have many memories of Tancook, like there used to be a restaurant on the island but the owner sadly got cancer and wasn't able to run the shop any more. But when it was running in the summer my brother and I, along with our friends, used to go over and buy old stale candy. It was the best. Currently on the island there are two shops. My mom used to have to get up every morning at 4:30 a.m. to get on the 6:00 a.m. ferry. She got tired of waking up early so my mom and dad rented out an apartment in Chester for the family. But every time I'm there at the apartment I feel as though I'm not at home. I feel comfortable, but it’s not like home. So there's a feeling of home attached to Tancook, I guess. I am definitely not against my mom getting the apartment because I just think everyday she woke up so early for my brother and me. I highly respect that kind of commitment. I find it amusing that she didn’t get a place before that. I really thank her for that. Currently on the Island I'm very happy because I don't mind getting up and going on the ferry to get to school in Chester. I really love boxing with my brother and climbing. There's so many trails on the island. Another memory I have is this one climbing trail that my brother and I climbed for about one hour. We got to one place on the way back that we had to climb with no places to put both our feet and we were so scared because if we fell, we would have fallen into the freezing cold ocean filled with crabs. But we ended up pulling through. Home is really important because I wouldn't have all these amazing memories if home didn’t exist. My family owns a piece of land in the woods and since I was 6 years old, my family would go up and build forts in the woods. My family and I spent time together working outside. I now attend Chester Area Middle School but when I went to school at Big Tancook, my friends and I would always play in the woods and build forts. We used boards and logs. We also used to climb trees and play a lot of games. In my last year, there were only 6 students. Now it just has 5 students. I have a lot of memories from that school. I remember having very short days there: 8:15-12:45 every Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. I miss that so much. People assume with short days that it means less education, but no. I learned a lot there. In conclusion I have a lot of memories of Big Tancook Island and I really love Tancook even though there's a few extra hardships. That is the meaning of home to me. It doesn't matter what I have to do, I will always love and be connected to Tancook.