MY HOME’S FEELINGS

My home is not just a building. It’s a place that has feelings. It could be bored, happy, sad or mad, it doesn’t really matter. As long as we treat it with respect. When I come home from school, it is happy to smell the good food, watch the winter Olympics with us and hear the loud rock music that Dad puts on every day. When it’s really sad, it’s because no one is home. When it is happy, though, it is when my sister and I are playing outside under a blue sky. In the winter, it likes the warmth it feels coming from the lovely inside. Thank you habitat for Humanity for making every home live their best life with a caring someone inside. Émilie L.