What Home Means to Me

I love my home because it is very nice that I have a nice family, that we all have different rooms in it, that we have lots of things to do like go outside and work on our farm. At my home I hear tractors and trucks and semis driving on our yard. When I am in my workshop, I hear wrenches turning and drills working hard to put bolts and nuts to where they are supposed to be. I see my grandpa welding some pieces together to build a table out of metal. I really like helping my dad in our shop by our house. It is nice that our house is right by our farm’s workshop. What home means to me is that we live under a roof above our head and that we have electricity. Electricity helps us do things like cook and help us clean house because you need electricity to use a vacuum, microwave, oven and other cooking and cleaning supplies. My home is awesome! My house is awesome because it is old. I like old houses because they look bad on the outside (if you haven’t put siding and stuff like that on the outside) and looks really good in the inside. My home is in my heart.