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Posted by reddlissa in Teacher Stuff.
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Based on the poem “Where I’m From” by George Ella Lyon

I’m from canefields and the Friday night fais do-do,

from gumbo, beans and rice, cochon de laits,

and “Throw me something mister!”

Where the Church touches all and the spirits

        are always flowin’.

 

I’m from Adele’s Christmas tree cookies and camping trips

        with Roy and Mary,

from forced Sunday naps with Momma, bad jokes from Daddy

        (you must chuckle),

and spanking-earning bed-time trouble with Booger.

Where being family mean fighting and laughing

        and the love is unconditional.

 

I’m from trips across the prairie with Half-Pint,

from Tandy computers, brain teasers, and field trips

        with Mrs. T and her kids,

and the diapers, tantrums, and learned responsibility to go

        with the extra spending money.

Where lessons come in different form and heroes

        have unexpected faces.

 

No longer there,

no longer here,

always with me

making any place

Home.

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