Descriptive Essay On A House

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While driving through Eastern Kentucky a person will notice many things, the beautiful mountains, small towns, local businesses, and of course houses. As in any place a person goes, the houses will vary from each other, but the houses in Eastern Kentucky will share one thing in common, a front porch. The odds of someone finding a house without a front porch in Eastern Kentucky are about the same as the odds of a person finding a house in the city with a front porch. Sitting on a front porch, watching the sun make its way down over the mountains and sharing stories of the events of your day is a regular routine for Eastern Kentuckians. A front porch isn’t just an accessory to a house, it’s a place filled with stories and memories that are only …show more content…

In a society that is heavily based on technology, my grandparents front porch served as an oasis away from anything digital. Buffalo Branch was where my grandparents front porch was located, a place where cell phone service is unheard of along with Wi-Fi. I can remember driving up the road of Buffalo Branch in the summer, coming up over the blacktop hill and seeing my grandparents small, white house with that light blue front porch in the distance. When I was on the porch I learned a valuable lesson that many people today will never know, technology isn’t needed in order the have a good time. As a little kid that might easier to grasp, but I still enjoy driving up and sitting on that front porch, my cell phone nowhere in sight. The lessons and customs I gained from that front porch are things that you can’t learn anywhere else. You can’t learn how to shoot watermelon seeds at the mail box, how to avoid being spat on by tobacco if you were playing in the front lawn, or how slapping a bee is the worst possible idea, anywhere else. I would never have the appreciation for how beautiful sunflowers are or how peaceful it is to sit and listen to the sound of raindrops on a tin roof, if I hadn’t experienced it on that front porch. Most importantly, I wouldn’t have these wonderful memories and stories with my family that have helped shape me into the young woman that I am

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