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Mrs. Carter’s seventh- and eighth-grade literacy class at Grand Valley Middle School were required to write a “Where I’m From” poem based off of George Ella’s original. These vivid, biographical narratives will be included in Scene as space allows.

‘Where I’m From’ by Cheyenne Garrett, based on the original ‘Where I’m From’ poem by George Ella Lyon

I am from colored pencils, from crayola and college ruled paper.

I am from green grass, glistening wet under my feet as i am walking.

From forget me not flowers, the sunny 75 degrees.

I am from cooking, sweet and salty, and blue-grey eyes, from Diane, Brandon, Allie and James and Whisper, May, June and Garrett.

I am from artists and honesty, straightforwardness, being polite, being pleasant, being clever, being healthy and talking to ourselves.

From Santa and the Tooth Fairy.

I am from lack of religion, there is a higher power but not God.

I am from Native Americans, spaghetti and chicken alfredo.

From the Vietnam War and the farms, and the pale skin.

I am from 4630 East Hobart St. Mesa, Arizona 85205 that’s filled my family history from my mom’s side of the family.

‘Where I’m From’ by Daniel Flores, based on the original ‘Where I’m From’ poem by George Ella Lyon

I am from cumbias playing in a ghetto street, from GMC’s roaring down the street and baseballs in the air.

I am from the paint melting off the wall, and having to replace the roof every summer.

From the cacti every few feet, the scorching hot heat reaching 100 degrees.

I am from brown cooked pork from every party and going to truck meets feeling the roar and blinded by the smoke, from family yelling and for dogs Champ, Charlie, China, and Eli and the blood of the Flores’s.

I am from cooking food on the stove and protecting each other from dangers way.

From “just wait for grandma” and “mida el cucuy” (look the monster).

I am from working hard and going through different obstacles.

I am from Arizona, Mexico, Menudo, and posole.

From the day my niece was born and I saw her smile and the day I saw the first tooth and the sight of the truck that will soon be mine.

I am from 3 binders full of photos that tell an amazing story.


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