House of my dream
...se has several changing rooms (each with a shower and toilet), a party room, and a storage room for pool and lawn care equipment. Behind the 2-car garage there is a paved guest parking area. All I have to do now is win the lotto. As time has gone by the American tradition has not changed very much. People still believe in the American dream. That dream is to have a house, some kids a couple of pets, if necessary a spouse. But truthfully that's what I would like, knowing that I've got a job, and people who really love me, I see that as the American dream. Americans hold many different traditions which the whole family share together. Today many people still do as the Pilgrims did, as our fore father's did. We gather together on the fourth of July, to watch the fire works, play some football and eat lots of food. On Thanksgiving we all gather to give our thanks for all the food that we are about to eat. These traditions have been held for many years, and dispite all of the hate in the world I can bet that they'll stay around I’ve always taken my home for granted. My home is my house and my native land. ... A house is not always the same as a home though. ... Cathy Song uses sound, metaphors, and imagery to describe her house and her home, but these are two different places. “Heaven” describes the house she hates and the home she has never seen using cold brief lines of poetry and a sorrowful detached tone. ... America is my home, my origin, and I love it. ... The thought of returning to the home she never knew ...