My parents just put a white picket fence in front of our house. It looks nice, but I don't like it. When I was little, I used to play hopscotch on the front sidewalk. Now the sidewalk seems like part of the street. If I were a little girl, I don't think I'd want to play hopscotch out there. When I told my parents I didn't like the fence, my mother said she had always to live in a house with a white picket fence.