One area I know in great details is the area I grew up in Haiti to be specific I used to live my father house with brother in the countryside west Haiti, in a land that my grandfather left for my fathers and his siblings, the land has 4 houses and many different types of plants and gardens because my grandfather was a farmer, some of those plants include peas and cherry in the front portion, papaya trees in the back portion of the land, breadfruit, soursop, different types of mangos trees, quenepa and many more all over the place. my aunt’s house which is in the front portion of the land facing the main road right next to it is my father’s house facing the road that crosses the main road and there other two houses are my uncles which are in the back portion of the land.  in a 5 room house a big living room 3 bedrooms in a kitchen where I lived. lived across the street the street-facing my aunt’s house there is a tire shop and right next to it there is a football field where a lot of kid around my age and some older would go there to play, I and m brother would go there every day to play because that was the most fun thing in the area. Next to my house, there is a little shop where you can buy food, drinks, and much other stuff it’s like a market but it doesn’t sell meat and other things on the floor on top of the food shop there is a place where people would pay to watch football games because football is a big thing to us Haitians. At night you can hear dog crickets noise since I live in the countryside, in weekdays morning I wake up to the smell of street food because there a street vendor that sells patties next to the food shop, on Saturdays it’s the sound of football practice that wake me up, the noise of the players playing, the coaches whistle.