This is one of those picture books that is both joyful and sad. In this book Ali tells his grandmother he wishes the fighting would stop and he could go home, but she lets him know that home is where the people you love are. Home is not a place. Home can be anywhere. We read about Ali immigrating from Kabul Afghanistan to Canada. And while that part of the story seems simple and brave, the adult reader knows it was hard and dangerous. The story is very well done and very contemplative. I’m glad it exists and I’m glad I read it.