Our house was robbed while we were away.

It would of course be cheaper for you to sleep at our place.

When I was a kid, we had a set of encyclopedias at my house.

They're coming to our house. We aren't going to their house.

Coal oil lamp we didn't have electricity in our farm home.

I left my schoolbag at my house in al Jura, we thought it was temporary.

State security personnel visited our family house twice, and thank God they found no one there.

A Jewish family now lives in this house. Neither my grandfather s parents, nor he or any of his siblings ever received so much as a cent in compensation.

Deb Roy This moment and thousands of other moments special for us were captured in our home because in every room in the house, if you looked up, you'd see a camera and a microphone, and if you looked down, you'd get this bird's eye view of the room.

I want to write about a tornado that comes into our house and blows all the windows out and ruins all the furniture and kills everybody.

The week we introduced a morning checklist into our house, it cut parental screaming in half.

What I felt, in fact, was an infinite numbness. Let me share with you some of the ideals I on which I was brought up on in our household.

This, however, made any attempt by me to visit our house an insane risk that could be classified as suicide.

I went down Rabwe, and continued to Mazzeh street, and there I parted with my brother, who had to go a different way.

During this time, this first year of the conflict, we had some rockets and bombs fall on Yarmouk. Two of them struck near our house.

Things became quiet after the main electricity supply unit of the neighborhood was disabled. I broke the silence shouting Allahu Akbar several times from the rooftop of my house. I heard my voice echo through the silence.

And so I spent the rest of the vacation largely sitting outside our little rental house at night, the sidewalk still warm from the sun, watching the skies for UFOs.

And when I strenuously objected this would never work in our house, our kids needed way too much monitoring, Eleanor looked at me.

So here we are flying through a day in our home as we move from sunlit morning through incandescent evening and, finally, lights out for the day.

I am with her nearly all the time to protect her from injuring herself, because she can neither see nor navigate safely on the street or in our own home.

It is our fervent hope that out of this common house of our United Nations family, there will emerge better understanding and goodwill for the long lasting security and survival of Tuvalu and the whole world.

Because imagine a cube out there in intergalactic space, the same size as our home, the solar system. Now that cube is very empty by human standards, but that still means that it contains over a million tons of matter.

We grew up taking for granted a lot of the things that my parents couldn't take for granted when they grew up things like power always on in our houses, things like schools across the street and hospitals down the road and popsicles in the backyard.

So often, particularly at a young age, we look far afield for our models of the meaningful life, and sometimes they're in our own kitchens, talking on the phone, making us dinner, doing all that keeps the world going around and around.

With my sister, she succeeded. Mother married my father after an endearing courtship in which they exchanged letters which still lie in a corner of our house in the occupied part of Aleppo, and which, as you know, I cannot reach.

And when we did, my dad would say, Can you believe someone climbed a tree over there, picked this thing off it, put it in a truck, drove it all the way to the docks and then sailed it all the way across the Atlantic Ocean and then put it in another truck and drove that all the way to a tiny grocery store just outside our house, so they could sell it to us for 25 cents?