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Home..

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It’s not so much the roof
That matters.
It’s the warm
And fuzzy feeling
Of a home underneath it.

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      1. your post reminded me of a cute pic elf work…
        have you ever heard of a little story called “bums in the attic?”
        It is a short short excerpt from The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros:
        Bums in the Attic

        I want a house on a hill like the ones with the gardens where Papa works. We go on Sundays, Pap’s day of. I used to go. I don’t anymore. You don’t like to go out with us, Papa says. Getting too old? Getting too stuck-up, says Nenny. I don’t tell them I’m ashamed—all of us staring out the window like we’re hungry. I am tired of looking at what we can’t have. When we win the lottery… Mama begins, and then I stop listening.

        People who live on hills sleep so close to the stars they forget those of us who live too much on earth. They don’t look down at all except to be content to live on hills. They have nothing to do with last week’s garbage or fear of rats. Night comes. Nothing wakes them but the wind.

        One day I’ll own my own house, but I won’t forget who I am or where I cam from. Passing bums will ask, Can I come in? I’ll offer them the attic, ask them to stay, because I know how it is to be without a house.

        Some days after dinner, guests and I will sit in front of a fire. Floorboards will squeak upstairs. The attic grumble.

        Rats? they’ll ask.

        Bums, I’ll say, and I’ll be happy.”
        🙂

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