Category Archives: Where I’m From poems

Ryan, 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?

Luke, 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?

Hannah, 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?

Nicole, 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?

Gabi, 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?

Sophia, Where Are You From?

I’m from mismatched kitchen table chairs and hardwood floors spotted with plastic toys where a boy with sunlight colored hair and an everlasting smile greets me. I’m from late night jam sessions on the old acoustic guitar where we belt out off pitched lyrics to the crickets and dance beneath the New England stars. I’m … Continue reading Sophia, Where Are You From?

Abby, Where Are You From?

I’m from late nights of homework and early mornings for school. Eating an early breakfast with some decaf coffee so I can catch my bus. Dogs barking at the morning doves, and guinea pigs weaking for their daily hay. From the “sizzling” of the griddle as I make egg frittatas for my family every weekend. … Continue reading Abby, Where Are You From?

Brett, Where Are You From?

I’m from taking family vacations to Florida or Bermuda or any place we go on vacation to. Trips to Florida to visit family or to whether it’s Florida or Bermuda or any place family vacations are always fun!   I’m from one of the coldest, windiest football games ever played in Gillette Stadium. The home … Continue reading Brett, Where Are You From?

Sarah, Where Are You From?

I’m from the endless summer nights. Hanging out with my crazy/weird friends, laughing and having a great time. I’m from the days of hanging out with my cousins at my mom’s childhood lake, playing king of the dock and grilling hot dogs and playing very competitive games of SPUD and the countless times I have … Continue reading Sarah, Where Are You From?

Erick, Where Are You From?

I’m from hot summer nights and being coated in mosquito bites. Waking up my brother only for him to tell me “Go back to sleep” and finding my cousins sleeping next to me in a queen size bed meant for two.   I’m from a place where you can not miss out on the opportunity … Continue reading Erick, Where Are You From?

James, Where Are You From?

I’m from the old fashioned white house with a pool in the back, and my two sisters always on the go, with the parents always looking for ways to embarrass me, and that crazy dog looking for attention and gets jealous whenever someone touches the cat instead of her. I’m from the dry lacrosse fields, … Continue reading James, Where Are You From?

Melissa, Where Are You From?

I’m from every Sunday morning, waking up to my father cooking breakfast and fighting with my brother and sister over whether he should make pancakes or waffles. I always fought for waffles. And always won because waffles are delicious I’m from starting every single day to music. I wake up to a new genre every … Continue reading Melissa, Where Are You From?

James B, Where Are You From?

I’m from a small neighborhood where we wave at every car that goes by and kids playing in the gravel street and down at our little pond in the heat of summer as boogie boards and stand up paddle boards splash through the water.   I’m from a tan house where there is always either … Continue reading James B, Where Are You From?

Jake, Where Are From?

I’m from the fire-breathing wood stove that always demands wood and work, year round. From the wood splitting in the summer to stoking the fire in the winter. I’m from the work till dark family in many aspects from the jobs to the many projects we take on from rusted out jeeps to broken snow … Continue reading Jake, Where Are From?

Erin, Where Are You From?

I’m from the place where ferrets play, hopping and bounding around, and somehow always getting into trouble. All three of them scampering around having endless fun throughout the room. Using clothes as hiding places and using my laptop as a trampoline, they always seem to get into trouble… I’m from those weekend movie nights with … Continue reading Erin, Where Are You From?