My little home is probably the oldest house on my street. It was built in the late 1930's and still has much of its original trappings and architecture intact. My little home is white with green trim and has a beautifully paved driveway, which stretches from the street all the way into the backyard. There used to be a lovely matching white and green two car garage in the backyard of my little home, which not only complimented but also completed the beauty and elegant style of my home, but it has over the years deteriorated and was torn down as an eyesore. .
The little home and the property itself belonged to my grandfather Abraham Brown a decorated WWII veteran, and was later passed down to my father upon the death of my grandfather who willed it to me upon his passing. It sat for years in disrepair with its windows busted out, plumbing, electrical wiring and internal fixtures being stripped by neighborhood "scavengers!" When you first entered the my little house you could see the devastation and destruction caused by neighborhood thieves and scavengers, holes in the plaster walls the water damage done to the roof and interior ceilings! .
Can you imagine thinking to yourself is there any way that I can take this old eyesore and raggedy house can be made a humble home again as was in the time of my grandfather. I could remember as a child playing on the porch waiting the ice cream truck to come down the street so that I could run and get my grandfather to get us some ice cream, and then running into the backyard which was well kept and the yard was painstakingly tended too with a nice rich green tint to it which made it look even more attractive! In those days I used to love to go into the basement which was a finished room and run around and play with my friends, but now I can barely even recognize the basement as it has suffered so much water damage and is such a state of virtual disrepair it does not resemble what it looked like in days long past.
This place was my first home. ... This was our first home. ... There were too many apartments in that little entry area. ... The bathroom was my little comfort zone from which I never wanted to get out. ... This was not only my house; this was my home. ...
PREFACE When it was finally that time for me to move away from home to go to college in another town my dad and brother were there helping me stuff all my treasured belongings into my car and the family van. ... Once my possessions had made the long journey from my small Durango, Colorado home to the larger Boulder, Colorado, my mom and nana helped me to drag them out of the van and into my new house. ... As I look around my room today I see the books I brought, the pictures, the little trinkets, my school stuff, the candles, my little boom box All my possessions, but none of those things ...
My Little Prayer to God Saying a little prayer to God at every beginning and end of each traveling journey is part of a daily routine that I always do for the past three years. ... Then I started walking for a few blocks to the Fifth Ave. subway station to take the E or F train to get home. ... I assumed that most New Yorkers were home and spent their Christmas Eve dinner with their families and friends. ... I've promised to meet Charlie, my lover, tomorrow morning! ... As soon as I got home, I quickly went straight to my bedroom, bent on my knees, and I prayed. ...
I want my dream home to be in the country, away from the city. ... As you walk inside my house , you will see that my home has one medium size living room,a small kitchen, and one dining room. ... As you enter the upstairs bathroom, you will see that it has one vanity and another little door at the end which is the entrance to the bathroom itself. ... As you walk more towards the end of the backyard, you will see that there is another little house. ... Before you leave my dream home, you will pass by the garage. ...
Homer causes trouble at his workplace, and in his own home. ... Replying to the statement, "I guess you could say I"m Iraqi," with, "Get off my property," certainly calls for some controversy. ... Homer isn't all bad however. There is that little touch of good that comes out every now and then. ... In my opinion, it was a good change, but there are some people out there who like the older, smarter Homer more than the newer, more idiotic Homer. ...
Africa was his home and that gave him the strenght and pwer to fight for what he believed in. ... Perhaps he did not pay attention to that matter because he was too busy in his own little world. ... In his words, he epressed to her: My home is where my heart is and my heart is with you'. ...
When you look at this home, it would be almost as if you were looking into my soul. ... All lines will direct you to the main entrance of my home. ... The foutain will be made out of white marble, and will have a soothing effect to who ever enters the home. ... To add a layer of mystery as to the most private part of my home. ... The more I picture it in my head the more I can visualize the little details of each room. ...
When you look at this home, it would be almost as if you were looking into my soul. ... All lines will direct you to the main entrance of my home. ... The foutain will be made out of white marble, and will have a soothing effect to who ever enters the home. ... To add a layer of mystery as to the most private part of my home. ... The more I picture it in my head the more I can visualize the little details of each room. ...
