Post 4 "Last day of Class"
Sitting in class on the last day of school. Anxious to get out. I look at the clock, 10 minutes to go. I flick my pen on the desk to distract my brain before the bell rings. The tassels on the AC vent are blowing but it's hot and I'm about to burn up. Sweat rolling down my brow and back. I look at the clock again, hoping that time is almost up but only two minutes went by. I flop my head down in frustration. I know! I will draw something to burn more time. I pull out a note pad that I rarely used and began drawing doodles of animals and characters that only I can recognize what they are. Ricky, the student next to me started to laugh at my drawings and make fun of them. I never liked Ricky or his Hawaiin shirts he always wore. Ricky continued to mock me and make fun of my doodles. My blood was boiling, and I was mad. Right when I had enough of him the bell rang.
There is no place like home, and the best part about home is that it is where the heart is. This image reminds me of Dorothy's line in "The Wizard of Oz." Only if we could just stay at home and never leave the house. To me, living in the country is way better than the city life because of the peace and quite. Thinking of home, my heart melts and I wish I way there right now.
ReplyDeleteThis is a really great blog post. I enjoyed reading your post. I like that you choose image of a home to capture your life.
ReplyDeleteI agree that home isn't just a house. Early in my life my family moved fairly often, and as such we never had a house to attach many memories to. Despite that, I still know that my home was where my family was, and that any amount of changing scenery wouldn't change that.
ReplyDelete"Home is where I want to go" is a great way to phrase that. Home might not be the place you live, its what you want it to be. However I do recognize people not always having a choice of where you can make your home.
ReplyDeleteAs Mr. Hall stated home isn't a necessary element as to where but as to whom, this presents itself as the same thing I went through as a kid moving around a lot and not necessarily making memories at a certain place but with certain people.
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