My first Home
A simple open house, make with the strongest fine local woods cut from a large branch thats been fallen down, and the top of the ceiling is covered with coconut leaves weaved into pattern to combine the spaces, the floor is covered with tiny clean rocks from the waterfall grinding to pieces, and on top of it is fine mats unfold to it's splendid touch. A Samoan house. My childhood house which we gladly call "Our home"
There lived my mother and my 3 sisters, 1 brother and I. A fierce look in the modern days of living is one of the Beautiful Island ever exsist, people call it the heart of the Pacific. Our clothes were bile up in a corner, folded unevenly, our matress were form with fine mats double up and billows to be make from an engrave wood like a U shape. It was hard but comfortable. We showered in the rain most of the time, fill up water with bugets and cooked outside in the sun.
I remembered how simple life...
There lived my mother and my 3 sisters, 1 brother and I. A fierce look in the modern days of living is one of the Beautiful Island ever exsist, people call it the heart of the Pacific. Our clothes were bile up in a corner, folded unevenly, our matress were form with fine mats double up and billows to be make from an engrave wood like a U shape. It was hard but comfortable. We showered in the rain most of the time, fill up water with bugets and cooked outside in the sun.
I remembered how simple life...