My Conflicted Thoughts On My Native Place
Of all the places in this world, I can assure you that my native place is one of the most enchanting places ever.
It's a quaint, quaint area shrouded heavily by greenery. The most renowned trees of my homeland are gigantic coconut trees, that sway gently against the warm winds blowing. Simply looking at them gives you vertigo. What astounds me all the more is how a lot of people can climb up the slim bark of the tree and manage to pluck coconuts.
Why, if I were in their places, I would have fallen down because I fear heights with a passion.
(But then again, if I were in their places, I wouldn't have climbed up coconut trees anyway!)
The ground isn't grey concrete, but rich sand on which you can see wild plants growing with disorderly conduct.
(Thankfully, you can't see the small snakes slithering within the wild grass!)
There's a lot of water around too. There's a pond near my house which is absolutely positively gorgeous. People often come there, to swim …
It's a quaint, quaint area shrouded heavily by greenery. The most renowned trees of my homeland are gigantic coconut trees, that sway gently against the warm winds blowing. Simply looking at them gives you vertigo. What astounds me all the more is how a lot of people can climb up the slim bark of the tree and manage to pluck coconuts.
Why, if I were in their places, I would have fallen down because I fear heights with a passion.
(But then again, if I were in their places, I wouldn't have climbed up coconut trees anyway!)
The ground isn't grey concrete, but rich sand on which you can see wild plants growing with disorderly conduct.
(Thankfully, you can't see the small snakes slithering within the wild grass!)
There's a lot of water around too. There's a pond near my house which is absolutely positively gorgeous. People often come there, to swim …