Краткий пересказ in the west, home is best! dennis davidsonwe are one big family and we live in a four bedroom cottage in a quiet village. we love our house — it is well designed, has a beautiful view of the river, and each of us loves to be there and spend time together. one day my grandparents
who live next door came and we had tea together. my mother said, " i'm so glad to see you all here, as we all sit and talk to each other, sharing the news, all joking and laughing, i know i'm at home. home for me is you, my children, my husband, my parents, whom i love very much, and who make life
full and worth living."we were all impressed by my mother's touching words, and my brother said, " for me, home is where i can relax, do nothing and watch tv. and your sister? "he asked my younger sister lucy. "oh, for me, home is where i can play with my dolls and eat three times a day. it is also
a place where you can put a christmas tree." "yes, "said my younger brother," this is where santa always comes and leaves gifts for all of us! »"how lucky you are, "my dad said," for me, home is a place where i never rest because you keep asking me questions. this is a place where you constantly
need to take care of something-repair leaking taps, replace old light bulbs, hammer nails to hang photos! i love this! it keeps me busy."my grandmother looked at us and said, "home for me is the only place where i can quickly recover from a cold or flu. no other place does that to me. it is a
place filled with love and care." my grandfather smiled and said, "only at home, i can sleep well at night."