I’m from playing soccer on Ssndays with my Easton-Reading United and winning 2-1 against Fairfield, before watching Chelsea mount their title run while Eden Hazard makes a run for European Player of the Year while he’s scoring a hat-trick. I’m from the beach in the Bahamas and spending time with my family and friends. … Continue reading Kamron, Where are you From?
I’m from where everything is convenient but also it’s complicated. Every night it’s always bright but that doesn’t mean that nighttime is safe, when it’s morning it’s beautiful as well as safe. I’m from where everyone has their own social group and still accepts others that might want to join it. I’m from a … Continue reading Kieran, Where Are You From?
I’m from the wake up early, boxful of croissants, black coffee scented air and horses groomed with care, show days. Where the sun rises over the rolling mountain tops illuminating the silver drops of dew on the grass as the fog slithers away. I’m from a different-family, my cheerful, entertained mother, Charlotte, my stubborn, German … Continue reading Madigan, Where Are You From?
I’m from my loving parents, Denise and Kevin, my brother and sister, Rory and Mackenzie, and from my dog who cheers me up if I am having a bad day, Montoya. I’m from those summer days in the in the backyard playing whiffle ball in with my brother, hitting home runs and making amazing … Continue reading Tiernan, Where Are You From?
I’m from waking up at 5:30am everyday to go to school. So I can do my best and get As. I’m from a family that cares about me and helps me with anything I may need help with. I’m from going to my kempo (karate) class in Trumbull every Wednesday night and … Continue reading Jake, Where Are You From?
I’m from that hardworking family who never fails to make me happy. Who puts my life before theirs and can always be there for you through the ups and downs that life has to throw. I’m from vacationing in Lake George on hot summer days. Going intense white water rafting. and eating s’mores by … Continue reading Anthony, Where Are You From?
I’m from a loving mother and father, Loralee and Bill. Two funny, and intelligent sisters, Lauren and Allison, and an older brother that I look up to, Will. I’m from catching my first fish ever at my cousin’s house in North Carolina to late, breezy, nights, and early mornings, on the Cape Cod dock, casting … Continue reading David, Where Are You From?
I’m from my hard-working mother and father, Robyn and Jonathan, my long-time dog Bosco, always making me smile, even on his last days with us, and Barkley, my new puppy. I’m from the big white house on the long black gravel driveway with the huge, dark green yard, perfect for doing anything under the … Continue reading Grant, Where Are You From?
I’m from a family with no siblings, just a mom and a dad. With many relatives I don’t know who live over in Ireland. I’m from a time when the Lord of the Rings movies were just being finished. When there was one popular game system that was called a game cube. I’m from … Continue reading Brian, Where Are You From?
I’m from listening to Paul Simon at night and playing my guitar in bed till I fall asleep. https://www.mansons.co.uk/userfiles/shop/products/large/large_4553.jpg I’m from waking up early and stumbling out of bed to the car for early morning car rides to snowboarding day trips. I’m from evening sunset longboard cruises and getting home in time for a … Continue reading David, Where Are You From?
I’m from the zipline in my backyard shooting down the steel cable swishing as I go down to the ground. I’m from the adventurous father and comforting mother, Paul and Kelly. And crazed brothers Dakota and Cassidy. I’m from my pet cats: Striper and Boots, my iguanas: Butch and Red, my dog, … Continue reading Kurtis, Where Are You From?
I’m from Fenway Park, home of the Boston Red Sox, which are my favorite team. The Red Sox won for the 3rd consecutive time out of 4 years as my dad and I watched an emphatic 9-2 win over the White Sox. My other experiences at Fenway watching the Red Sox include a 2-1 win … Continue reading Matt, Where Are You From?
I’m from the frigid hockey rink, where the ice sets in the winter. The benches packed with fans screaming, “LET’S GO RYAN!”. Those close games that would not be predicted until the last minute, always the most exciting. I’m from the beach house, and the smell of ocean breeze to wake you up. Finding crabs … Continue reading Ryan, Where Are You From?
I`m from the fresh cut grass diving and playing like we are in the army in some far off country. “What are you fighting Robbie?” would be my Moms constant question while she would be calling me in to eat. I’m from throwing a football and running from my Dad as he tries to … Continue reading Robbie, Where Are You From?
I’m from long lazy hot summer days, in great high green grass. When I go to the park at my grandmas house and get ice cream with my sister and trying to the eat the ice cream as fast as we can so it does not drip and get on our clothes. I’m from taking … Continue reading Nicholas, Where are you From
Im from a family full of goofballs, younger sister Emily, older sister Abigail, and a loving mom Lynn. I’m from a house in the woods where you could hear the water flowing down the stream. Im from a house in the woods where my saturday night are lost by my computer … Continue reading Robbie, Where Are You From?
I’m from cool, crisp autumn mornings, sweat pouring down my forehead, perfecting my passing skills with my dad. The soccer ball being kicked effortlessly through the air, constantly in motion. My dad’s mantra in my head, reminding me of how I should play soccer. “Work harder than everyone, but remember to have fun.” I’m from … Continue reading Luke, Where Are You From?
I’m from an average size family of five With two amazing parents and the somewhat funny brother and sister named Luke and Sarah. When we are not all fighting, we have the best times together whether it’s just biking around the neighborhood or watching tv together. I’m from the blenheim colored Cavalier King … Continue reading Hannah, Where are you from?
I’m from the constant trips to Romania, picking the fresh, sweet, peaches from the towering trees and feeding the innumerable number of chickens hopping freely among my grandfather’s weathering, brick house. I’m from the ridiculous, deafening European family where my mom practically obligates my brother and I to clean every single particle in our house. … Continue reading Nicole, Where Are You From?
I’m from days on the beach, attempting to tan my Scottish-Irish skin, but soon giving in to the calling surf. I’m from sword fights in the basement, the clash of plastic against plastic that will determine which brother controls the video console. I’m from firefly nights on the back porch, with creaky swings … Continue reading Gabi, Where Are You From?