English 3 - Rami Public Feed
Daniel Wirt- Where i am from
From sunshine to rainfall
I’m from a boring city
Stuck in the USA
I’m from weekends by the beach
I’m from the sting of the jelly fish
I’m from the scent of the sea water
I’m from a one man house
From dogs, to fish, to cats
I’m from editing videos to video games
From getting straight A’s
I’m from bike rides that last 30 miles
I’m from runs that last 13
I’m from a full active life
I’m from listening to songs about “bitches”
From listening to the soothing sound of the violin
I’m from a country with a lack of knowledge
From a country that knows everything
Where I'm From
From clothes on the bed, pillows on the floor, a hinge with no door.
“When your room is clean for a month you’ll get it back!”
I’m from T-bones, So-suns, Ray-Rays
You name it, we have it!
I’m from game nights every other Sunday
Your family against mine.
From Christmas at my house and Thanksgiving at yours
But lets leave so we don’t have to help clean up.
I’m from “Lil Mama this and Lil Mama that.”
from Church and your best outfit on Sundays
I’m from Macaroni and cheese, cornbread, and chicken.
From Barney at night and Teletubies in the morning.
I am from a loving family. One I will never give up.
Where I'm From - Jessica Hinton
Warm Summers, a rainy Spring, and a snowy Winter.
I am from Monument road, where the leaves and flowers
scatter the yard.
I am from "dust this, clean that, do this, do that"
I'm from New Year's Day brunch
with people filling the house.
I'm from hands on waist
Arms Crossed, stern look disciplinarians.
Church going, "Amen"
and prayer reciting Christians.
From the strong veterans
serving our country
and protecting the family.
I am from great cooks and amazing bakers
sending beautiful scents around the house.
From the Davenports from Virginia
with a poultry farm
and many acres of land.
I am from loving friends
who are there to talk and laugh whenever we need it.
I am from singers, dancers, and musicians
performing their talents for many to see.
I am from family that sticks together through the
ups and downs.
I am from a strong, powerful, and diverse lineage.
Where I'm From
old and new
school, books, ipods
what makes me move is what i am
bellydancing, Shakira mah inspiration!
Argentina, spanish, abuela i’m from
philly to the depths and lights
hurts and pain
from my cousin
lives day by day in our hearts
i’m from empandas
whose insides are delicious
of variant fillings
By: Michelle Torelli
Where I'm From
From 40+ growing exponentially it seems
Family I mean
From people I seem to contrast drastically
Where I’m may not say much,
To my aunt’s got a whole novel, and then some
I’m from my grandparents who lived nearly a century
Who seem to have left behind ever more than they thought they would
I’m arguing about who would kill who: “Batman or Goku?”
Not realizing, better yet, not caring we’ve got work to do.
I’m from walking in back, because apparently I walk too slow.
“And we’re in the back AGAIN.” Stephen says.
Making jokes at the people in front,
They know we’re talking about them, but that’s the fun right?
I’m from never getting any work, when my friends are around
I’m from a point in which I thought I couldn’t escape
Told I was too quiet, or stupid
Second I open my mouth: “Wow he’s really smart!”
Really? I didn’t know.
Sorry I wasn’t born with the size of a dart
I’m from straight D’s to straight A’s
Haha, I lie, there may be few B’s in there
I’m from seeing my friends all set on their careers and life choices
But all I want is to experience everything
Visit everywhere, do everything
Well, not everything but you know what I mean
I’m from me, where are you from?
Where I'm from
I’m from the home land.
I’m from dirty fields.
I’m from blood sweat and tears.
I’m from a home filled of amazing smells
And, dirty socks.
I’m from a loving family.
Who I want to kill
But, always in goodwill
They only want me to fulfull
Everything that I’m capable in.
My bed, my lovely bed
With Red sheets
So loving, so amazing
When I come home tired it’s blazing with delight
I just want to cuddle with it forever.
I’m the most delicious food you’ll ever eat.
It’s amazing and I can only find it in my amazing house
Her spouse is an amazing guy.
He’s my dad, and I love him
But, he can be an ass.
I’m Mohamed, and I love my House!
Where Im From
A playful dad and
Loud, Annoying siblings running around
Where everything is everywhere
Where nothing can be found
I’m from a family
where food is everything
Mixed-Tradional foods, should I say
Indian and Tibetan
- A Mixed Cultural family
I’m from inner city, where
No one knows their neighbors!
I’m from different country
with a complete different background
From the rest of the kids in here
where everybody knew each other
I’m from a veteran dad
who cares about health
if I were a little out of shape,
he’ll say “Bhumo la, you need to cut down on that food”
Or “You better start working out again”
I’m from a spiritual mom
who always quotes “God”
who always loved me more than anything.
I’m from a small blue room
with a small television
always on disney channel
I’m from a school
filled with talented students
I’m from making my head
bigger and bigger, day by day.
I’m from an english class
with us writing a poem
called “I am from..”
Msanders poem
I am basketball court
to make every shot
even though I can’t.
I am from the joint
that my neighbor smokes everyday
I am from the joint
that my other neighbor smokes everday
I am from the lone kid
who watches his neighbors
smoke and drink.
But even though I live hear.
I would change nothing about it.
Because....
I am from neighborhood
who watches for me.
I am from a buddies
who would fight for me.
I am from a loving family.
who cares and loves for me
I am from a tradition
of neighborhood sport parties.
I am from a tradition
of neighborhood fried chicken.
I am from a tradition
of neighborhood love.
I am from a tradition
of family Christmas.
I am from a tradition
of family Easters.
I am from a tradition
of family Thanksgiving dinners.
I am from the bads.
I am from the goods.
Full of neighbors.
I am from a neighborhood
Full of familes
Where I'm From by Morgan Marant
I’m from the hustle and bustle of a city
From West Philadelphia born and raised
Said a famous actor
But that’s my story
I’m from the hood fireworks before independence day
From little girls double dutch on cracked concrete
From manhunt games going into wee hours of the morning
From a type A mother
And a hang-loose father
From two complete opposite sides of the spectrum
Im from snapping peas women
And washing collard greens in the bath tub
I’m from church on Sunday
Bible study Wednesday with a youth group who is nothing but callow
From retreats to hiking, biking and fishing
I’m from a city where nature & a city is no more then a mile away
I’m from a town who bands together in the face of injustice
I’m from a family who does nothing but support me
I’m from a school where being quirky and outlandish is the norm
From a world where technology is on the rise
From a mind where intelelect is the only answer
From a street where crime is only a stereotype and not a fact
From a father who protects me
I am from blessings and miracles
Where I'm From, By Sasha Sapp
A once quaint streak of
depressingly similar 18ft wide, boxy, West Philly row homes-
now infested with the
bellows of
“OHHHHH YOU TRYNA
BUST???”
Is where I’m from.
Where voicing verbal
lashes of insults with your very best friends are the norm.
And if the insult wasn’t
“good enough” then
“That shit was ass”
is the retort for your
failed attempt of humor.
Yep, I’m from
Teeth chattering and hand
numbing winter nights of 20 and below
On a cold and unwelcoming
cemented porch
Where adolescents bundle
air tight with each other’s limbs and torsos
like horror-struck
kindergarteners
clinging dearly to their
mothers with a suffocating iron grip on the first day of school.
Where being together in
the cold of the night was more important then being warm, cozy and sane
apart.
I’m from
“Yo, what’s ya name?” and
“Damn, who’re you?”.
Where apparently silence
isn’t taken as “I’m clearly NOT interested”.
I’m from summers of sweating
puddles, shopping obsessively, and
Singing badly.
I’m from persistent car
alarms screeching ear-popping pitches,
all because our football
decided to take air in its own route.
Where shades of mocha,
caramel, and vanilla
strut underneath towering
tracks of the EL,
pushing aside outward
differences for a mere moment-
is where I’m from.
Yeah, I’m from
Horrendous animal nicknames,
tedious trips to the “Papi’s”, and
hyena-like fits of
laughter with my very best friends.
Yeah…
I believe I’m from those
days
with my very best
friends.
ENG3-007
- Term
- 2011-12