What Home Means To Me

What Home Means To Me Hey you! What do you feel about home? I’ve got some ideas for mine. Do you want to hear them? Yes, okay let me start…Home to me is making my little sister happy, like pushing her on the swings, or pushing her to the park in her jeep that fits six people. And by the way she is three years old and her name is Huda. Home to me is playing with my brother cards because when I play with him he makes deals with me. Like if I give him my basketball he will let me sit in the middle seat in the middle and in the second row of the car. Home to me is talking to my grandma on the phone because my other grandma passed away and both of my grandpas passed away too. I didn’t even get to talk to my grandpas. I did talk to my grandma like a few times after one passed away. By the way if you were asking they are all in Syria where my mom wants to go and visit. Now do you have any feelings of home? By Taha