My Meaning of Home

HOME..... When I think of home, I think of the living room. More specifically, my siblings and I playing racing games on the T.V. gathered with the rest of our family on the living room sofa as we ate lunch. When I think of home, I think of the first thing I hear when I get home from school. The sound of my grandmother's sewing machine. The sound of her making warm and cozy sweaters and clothes for our family and people in need. When I think of home, I think of the smell of my mother's homemade Pakistani dishes she cooks for us every night. When I think of home, I think of my mother's homemade biryani that she cooks for us with love and care. When I think of home, I think of the cool breeze I feel on my face as I speed down my street on my bike. With the habitat for humanity program, I hope to help put a roof over heads as well as a cozy place for someone to call home.

Nabiha

6 Année

Windsor, Ontario

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