Home means to me

Home means to me where I was born. It means where I made my first friend. Family is everything to me. I am very happy at home and I love my family very dearly. It is to me loads and loads of work. I do house chores and help my parents out. Home means to me Africa, which is where I was born. I grew up learning the culture, knowing the people and enjoying the different flavors of the rich foods. In the course of time, I moved to Canada. While In Africa, I was in grade six. But when I migrated, I was stepped down to grade four. Now my new Home made me sad. Just before I could realize how sad I was, my new home brought so much light to my life. I enjoyed the cold in the winter. In the spring, I was able to play. In the summer, I visited St.Malo beach. I also enjoy my new school, new teachers, and new friends. Now, Canada is my new home.