A house, many people could define this as a roof over your head and a comfortable environment to survive in. However, I believe that there is more to a house than just the physical things that make it up. I lived in a house for most of my childhood and looking back I can say I had good memories there, but I had to move when I was in my early teenage years. I had to move because my parents rented that house and the owners were selling it. Then we rented another house, where we only lived for a year, yet, again we had to move because the owners said they were selling that house too. So finally we moved into a trailer, where I have lived ever since then.
Living here has not been the best time. I mean for me, who has been so used to living in a house, it was quite an adjustment. So looking back at my childhood yes, I have moved a lot and now living in a trailer. However, it is not about what you live in, whether it be a townhouse, condo, a motel, a hotel, an igloo, or even a trailer. What matters is the love inside the house, which is what makes it a home. When people say,"I'm going to my house," they say,"I'm going to the structure that was built for me," but when people say,"I'm going to my home," that means they are going to a place where they are loved and know they are welcomed with open arms.
You see, having a house is one thing but without the people in it who love and care for one another, it is just a house with doors, windows, paints and a big roof over your heads. So, having this place called home rather than just a house, is a good opportunity for my family to grow and continue to be there for each other. It is an opportunity for my little brother and sisters to have a place they can call home. A place where they will remember and smile when they look back and being able to recall the fun and sweet memories they had. This meant so much to my family and to me, a house we can finally call home. I knew that when they move to somewhere else, their lives will never be the same again but it is not just them who will be affected. I am too, and I look forward to spending time in our home together and making many more memories to come. Now that is what a place I would like to call home !
Living here has not been the best time. I mean for me, who has been so used to living in a house, it was quite an adjustment. So looking back at my childhood yes, I have moved a lot and now living in a trailer. However, it is not about what you live in, whether it be a townhouse, condo, a motel, a hotel, an igloo, or even a trailer. What matters is the love inside the house, which is what makes it a home. When people say,"I'm going to my house," they say,"I'm going to the structure that was built for me," but when people say,"I'm going to my home," that means they are going to a place where they are loved and know they are welcomed with open arms.
You see, having a house is one thing but without the people in it who love and care for one another, it is just a house with doors, windows, paints and a big roof over your heads. So, having this place called home rather than just a house, is a good opportunity for my family to grow and continue to be there for each other. It is an opportunity for my little brother and sisters to have a place they can call home. A place where they will remember and smile when they look back and being able to recall the fun and sweet memories they had. This meant so much to my family and to me, a house we can finally call home. I knew that when they move to somewhere else, their lives will never be the same again but it is not just them who will be affected. I am too, and I look forward to spending time in our home together and making many more memories to come. Now that is what a place I would like to call home !
-Fan Kiat
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