“Where I’m From” by Marita Asamoah [1] I am from Cast iron pots  [2] from fufu and yams [3] I am from the Great large buildings and laid tiles Beautiful and grand [4] it felt like my personal castle [5] I am from the Cocoa  [6] the palm trees with its vast and wide leaves open like the arms of a loving mother  [7] I’m from the Efutu festivals and backyard parties  [8] from Asamoah … Continue reading “Where I’m From” By Marita Asamoah (Grade 12)

Where I’m from I’ve been taught the money goes to more than I want. I’ve had to listen to my mom and dad fight over addition tendencies that my dad had. I was taught that you have more than just blood-related family Where I’m from the ground was covered in thick feet of snow where temperatures drop enough to make people disappear  Where I’m from, … Continue reading “Where I’m From” By Matthew Tillson (Grade 12)

I am from the dirt beneath my feet, from the peaceful neighborhood in Columbia. Born from the union of two immigrants and gifted a bad hand.  I am from the smells of freshly made tortillas, always seemingly ready once I return from slaying the beast known as school.  I am from the written word of God, originally fiercely zealous but now as zealous as a … Continue reading “Where I’m From” By Mario Cardoza (Grade 12)

Unconditionally, Me I’m from a place not so serene. Brusque winds and brisk weather, with hints of family for warmth. Get-togethers and traditions are just the tip of the iceberg. I’m from an adventurous childhood. Springing up from a frail and flawed newborn, to a spunky and eager little girl. Straying away from the “norm” of girl activities, I always preferred to run about on … Continue reading “Where I’m From” By Mariyah Braggs (Grade 12)