My Home

Hi, my name is Kourosh. The meaning of the home to me is, Home can have just four walls and a roof it can be small, a room or even larger than a palace but if there is no love inside it's not a home. Home is a place you miss, even when you are far away. Home means the sounds of my brothers' laughter when we played together. Home means the aroma of my mother's cooking the scent of warm, sweet memories sometimes home is not just a place but a person someone whose presence bring you peace someone whose absence makes the world feel empty like a father and mother, home is not just a place, home is where life finds meaning. From the first day of when I was born until now, I grow under a roof called home exactly like Canada that became our new home and I proud of it.