In my neighborhood, there's lots to explore,
A library, a school, and so much more,
My house is on the street, it's where I belong,
And the park is where I love to sing my song.

The library's a place to read and learn,
With books and stories at every turn,
I love to borrow books, take them home,
And read them in my cozy dome.

My house is where I rest and play,
Where I go at the end of the day,
It's where I eat and sleep and dream,
And where I feel safe and serene.

The school is where I learn and grow,
With teachers who guide me as I go,
I learn to read, to write, to count,
And with my friends, I have a fun amount.

The park is where I run and jump,
And swing and slide and take a bump,
I love to play with friends and share,
And feel the fresh, clean, and fragrant air.

In my neighborhood, I feel so blessed,
With all the places that make me feel my best,
The library, the school, my house, and the park,
All come together, like a shining spark.

Reflections

1. What was your favorite place that the child in the story visited in their neighborhood?
2. What do you think is special about going to the library?
3. Why is it important to have a school in our neighborhood?
4. Can you describe a fun activity you have done at a park near your home?
5. What is one thing you love about your own house and why?