My House Essay

A house full of parents, children, and grandchildren is an interesting place; especially my home. The age is anywhere between sixty-five to one. The parents are sixty-four and sixty two, the children are: forty-two, thirty-eight, seventeen, and seven. The grandchildren are twenty-four, nineteen, four, and one.
Our house has a first floor and a basement. I walk through the front door, immediately step into the our living room; with a television to the left, and chair straight ahead, and a couch to the right. I walk slightly to the right, seeing our dining room and pantry. I walk into the dining room, seeing our kitchen to the left; backdoor to the right, fridge to the left, and everything else on or under the counters: such as the dishwater and oven. There is also a hallway, with a small closet being the first door on the right, including a bathroom being the second door, and the master bedroom at the end of the hall on the right side. The left side includes two doors: the first room being the study and nursery, and the second being my little brother’s room. My room is in the basement. The basement includes two rooms and a large living space, which I use for my room. The rooms are the laundry room and exercise room. The first door, walking down the stairs, is the laundry …show more content…
I usually talk to my mom regularly; we talk about anything, and she is more lenient as far as letting me say some words that my dad does not allow. My home has interesting speech communities as we all are from different age groups. I get in trouble if I say “gosh” or “danget” as my father views those as profanity. My sisters both have similar speech communities as they grew up together and had their own little jargon between them. The same goes for me and my niece, Hayley. I can use profane words around her since she thinks they are okay: but I dare not use those words in front of my