Home is where we start every day
Mum leaves for work, and I start to play
Home is a lookout. What can we see?
Streets, rooftops, the park, a tree?
Home is for building with blocks and string.
We can make almost anything!
Home is for concerts with pots and pans,
Making music, clapping your hands!
Home is a museum for my art,
I think I’ll draw a big red heart.
Home is for cooking, just Grandma and me,
We’re making dumplings - 1, 2, 3!
Home is where there’s a special box,
Filled with hats, shoes, and spotty socks
Home is for Grandpa, who fixes things.
He picks me up, we laugh and sing.
Home is a jungle with tigers and bears,
A stripy zebra, all sitting on chairs [soft toys]
Home is for friends who we love to see.
They come to play, and stay for tea.
Home is for listening to Grandpa’s tales
Of enormous oceans and giant whales!
Home is where we can always keep cool
With bubbles in my own private pool
Home is for singing happy songs
This is where my heart belongs!
Home is for my teddy bear,
A faithful friend who’s always there.
[teddy bear to find on each page]
Home has stories for you and me,
Look at the pictures, what do you see?
Home is for quietly saying, “Good night,”
And drifting off while the moon shines bright.
Home is for sleep at the end of the day
Home is wherever my family stay
[Final page illustration we zoom out to see windows in row houses and apartments, homes filled with diverse families that reflect the personas. Some are neighbours who came over to play.]