Do oyu think this is okay to read infront of class???for a project at school

*Write 3 Vignettes(short litterary scene sketch or something)
There’s no place like home

I remember when I first watched the Wizard of Oz; I loved it so much that my dad got me the movie on tape. “There no place like home” click, click, click poof! and Dorothy was back in Kansas again. In first grade or was it kindergarten? I don’t remember when but I remember trying it, click, click, click.Poof! I was in Kansas too. It happened so fast just after my cousin promised too teached me to cheer and dance. She didn’t get the chance. My Dad came home from boot camp, basic training, and before I knew it he was a soldier for the U.S Army. I was only 7 and I couldn’t really comprehend what was happening but I took it with excitement. I know that sometime after we moved into a cozy underground/basement apartment, I popped my favorite tape into the VCR. Dorothy clicked her heels three times and I did the same. Poof! She was in Kansas, and I was too. “Oh Toto! There’s no place like home” I tried I again, closed my eyes…and I was still in Kansas.

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Kansas

Kansas wasn’t so bad. I started to like it a lot actually. Every one was mostly nice and loved holidays. My teacher Mrs. Langvart let us visit her family’s farm once, and I remember the ostriches and the chickens.Oh! And the time she brought an incubator and an egg from the farm to show us the life cycle of a chicken, when the egg hatched she let us name it and we all decided to name her Jazzy. During Halloween The computer teacher, Mrs. C let us watch Ghoosebumps.and every year would read us this story that started like this “ There once was a house in the deep, deep, dark forest”. One Halloween in after school program we all learned how to carve pumpkins and tasted roasted pumpkin seeds. There was also my second grade teacher Mr. Packet that used to read us Harry Potter under the big oak tree. I remember school was really fun, maybe one of the best parts for me, but I’ll never forget the snow. The snow in Kansas was beautiful sometimes even heavenly. My window was ground level like a lot of apartments and I woke up every morning in winter to see the ground outside, everything was sparkling, like thousands of diamonds. One of the prettiest things I’d ever seen.
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Homebound

I didn’t really expect to come back to Georgia, but life’s just surprising like that. Infact, everything is like a blur now, after moving back. No more fourth of July parades, Halloween parades, Christmas lights decorating every store in town, it’s weird like there’s a holiday spirit deficiency, but it’s home. I never really appreciated Kansas. I mean there was only a Wal-Mart and a Dillard’s for grocery shopping, and the PX if you had a military pass. When I first got there it was pretty bad, but eventually I met the sweetest people who called soda “Pop” instead of soda and lollipops “suckers”. And teachers who told us that saying “dang” was a bad word. “There’s no place like home”