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The Place I Once Call Home





Every once in a while, I find myself proudly reminiscing about Afao, which is a village in American Samoa that I once call home. The sparkling white sandy beach stretches from western side to the eastern side of the village. On the west side is an ugly rundown historical building, which used to be a school for girls, called Atauloma School. In the center of the village sits a small brick bus stop where the friendly kids play, and the overwhelming adults enjoy the view of the splendid blue ocean. The colorful gardens full of gorgeous tropical flowers in front of the clean houses fill the air with elegant scents. The shadows of the tall coconut trees dance as the cool wind passes through the leaves. The sound of the roaring waves and the rustling wind will break the dead silence in a quiet afternoon. Towards the east side is a gigantic mango tree where curious teenagers climb to get the ripe mangoes for snack. Inside the village you will find various tropical fruits such as papayas, passion fruits, coconuts, mangoes, and bananas. Unlike some of the neighboring villages, Afao still perform the true traditional values and exercise evening curfews. It is a fairly small village where everyone knows everyone. I will never forget Afao, the place I once called home.

Please edit my Descriptive Paragraph?
A couple changes/suggestions in brackets [ ] . Not sure what you mean by 'overwhelming adults' so I don't have a suggestion there. Sounds like a beautiful place.





Every once in a while, I find myself proudly reminiscing about Afao, which is a village in American Samoa that I once [called] home. The sparkling white sandy beach stretches from [ the] western side to the eastern side of the village. On the west side is an ugly rundown historical building, [once] a school for girls, called Atauloma School. In the center of the village sits a small brick bus stop where the friendly kids play, and the overwhelming adults enjoy the view of the splendid blue ocean. The colorful gardens full of gorgeous tropical flowers in front of the clean houses fill the air with elegant scents. The shadows of the tall coconut trees dance as the cool wind passes through the leaves. The sound of the roaring waves and the rustling wind [breaks] the dead silence in a quiet afternoon. Towards the east side is a gigantic mango tree where curious teenagers climb to get the ripe mangoes for snack. Inside the village you will find various tropical fruits such as papayas, passion fruits, coconuts, mangoes, and bananas. Unlike some of the neighboring villages, Afao still [holds] the true traditional values and [exercises] evening curfews. It is a fairly small village where everyone knows everyone. I will never forget Afao, the place I once called home.
Reply:Every once in a while, I find myself proudly reminiscing about Afao, which is a village in American Samoa that I once called home. The sparkling white sandy beach stretches from western side to the eastern side of the village. On the west side is an ugly rundown historical building, which used to be a school for girls, called Atauloma School. In the center of the village sits a small brick bus stop where the friendly kids play, and the overwhelming adults enjoy the view of the splendid blue ocean. The colorful gardens full of gorgeous tropical flowers, in front of the clean houses, fill the air with elegant scents. The shadows of the tall coconut trees dance, as the cool wind passes through the leaves. The sound of the roaring waves and the rustling wind will break the dead silence in a quiet afternoon. Towards the east side is a gigantic mango tree where curious teenagers climb to get the ripe mangoes for snack. Inside the village you will find various tropical fruits such as papayas, passion fruits, coconuts, mangoes, and bananas. Unlike some of the neighboring villages, Afao still performs the true traditional values and exercise evening curfews. It is a fairly small village where everyone knows everyone. I will never forget Afao, the place I once called home





good job there were only a few errors