Friday, February 1, 2008

Just where are we from?

Yesterday, we read Kentucky writer George Ella Lyon's poem, "Where I'm From" and talked about how when we announce we are from Hastings or St. Augustine or East Palatka it is far more complicated than it sounds. We decided that where we are from is made up of a myriad of people and places and memories.

Where I'm From

I am from the street
working to get something to eat
I am from cookouts
where we cook meat
See me I am not no glass of tea
We me my boys we nice at some point so
Don't use us like no toys back
you know me
see it is not one side of me


Jontae, 5th


I'm from bikes town
I'm from trees
I'm from plants
I'm from grass
I'm from god
I'm from homes
I'm from cats
I'm from food
I'm from stop it
I'm from game 25 Life
I fell on my head that's where I'm from

P.S. Do not laugh


Kevis, 5th

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