Gastonia, North Carolina (by Jonathan)   If you came to my home, you would understand me. You'd know why I'm so trusting, and trust my friends with my life.   If you came to my home, you would understand me. You'd taste the best the South has to offer, and the second best smoked ham in the world.   If you came to my home, you would understand me. You'd see pine trees dance with the wind, and smell the fragrance of the forest.   If you came to my home, you would understand me. You'd hear the birds sing like an orchestra, and hear the rain lightly falling on the trees.   If you came to my home, you would understand me.You'd see the dark fog, rolling in like a gray wall, and hear the snow blanket the earth.   If you came to my home, you would understand me. You'd taste the soft, delicious donuts of Krispy Kreme, and feel them melt in your mouth.   If you came to my home, you would understand me.   Jonathan is a 7th grade student at the American Cooperative School (as of the 2001-2002 school year)