A home...

As humans, we all have basic needs- food, water and shelter. What you and I define as a 'home' can be similar or completely different to what a home is to another person in another country. I've been to countries where home is a one bedroom shack and yet I've been to countries where home is a large building with mutiple rooms and is beautifully decorated. Regardless of what it is, home should be a place where you feel most comfortable and at ease.

I've been in London for nearly three months now (which by the way has gone really quickly) and this place is beginning to feel more and more like home everyday. While there are about ten other housemates, they understand the importance of space and are very social. It is great to sit back, watch T.V and chat about whatever comes to mind. This is important as London can be a very lonely place. I must admit, there is nothing better than coming home after a long day at work and dumping my school bag into my room. Another sign that London is becoming more of a home everyday is the fact that I can sit on the tube, think about my day and just automatically hop on and off at different tube stations in order to get to my destination. Just today I had to laugh to myself when a bunch of people were looking at their little tube maps to work out where to go. One lady was even sitting on the tube and highlighting her map. Not so long ago I was doing exactly the same thing.

Recently I have just started a block at Laycock Primary School which is half an hour from where I am. I have a Year Three class and it is great to walk in everday and have the children say 'Good Morning' to you and actually mean it. While not all the children are easy (It is London after all), the other teachers I work with are very supportive and social. Last week we went out for drinks at a pub known as 'The Library' which is located just around the corner and this week we are off for drinks on Saturday night. Good times I say.

It is great to feel like I belong.