A Duck walked up to a House
A duck walked up to house and he said to the woman running the house “hey” bump bump “you got a kid?” The woman said “no” and he waddled away, waddle waddle, until the very next day, bump bump. A duck walked up to another house and he said to the woman running the house “hey” bump bump “you got a kid.” The woman said “yes” and he waddled inside, waddle waddle to play with his new friend, bump bump.
The Meaning of Home
This story shows what home is to me. Home is making music, it is new memories at home and it is loving. To me home is being kind, home is making new crafts and home is eating cookies and other desserts. When I think of home I think of listening to music and calling friends, home is baking cookies, home is fighting like brothers and sisters do, home is running around playing and just being kids. Now think, what is home to you and how can you make it happen for others?