Recently I finished a book called Eat, Drink, and Be Merry. It was written by multiple authors and is a poetry book. It is a book filled with poems about food and drink. I have had it since I was little when I found it at a yard sale and thought it was cute because … Continue reading Melissa’s Letter Essay #3: “Eat, Drink and Be Merry”
where are you from? Where are you from, Alexia? I’m from staying up late with mom some nights, when it was just her and I, watching reruns of my favorite movies with the cheesy graphics, on our tiny television set. I’m from playing kickball with the older kids in the desolate parking lot, throwing in … Continue reading Alexia, 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 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 a kind family of four with two astonishing parents and an energetic sister named phoebe, who all wake up in the morning and always have breakfast with each other. I’m from best friends, named Alex and Ella who always have my back and call my name whenever they need me. They know … Continue reading Issabella, 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?
Michael, Where are you from? Where are you from, Michael? I’m from the Working Dad, who’s always in his office typing on his computer. The Tall Brother, who’s amazing at basketball. The Artistic Sister, who loves to draw. And The Loving Mother, who always cares for us, even when she’s sick. I’m from the yellow … Continue reading Michael, 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?
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?
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?
I’m from a popular website called YouTube with a nine-year old video that left a four year old a memory he would not forget, on a foggy morning at 6:30 A.M. while my siblings and parents were asleep. I’m from a Golden-doodle that shares the same birthday as me by pure coincidence, she’s a … Continue reading Justin, Are You 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?
I’m from waking up early on saturday mornings, cuddling up in a blanket and going to watch old reruns of shows that make me laugh, while my brother plays baseball in the backyard and shouts to the neighbors to come and play. I’m from crazy friends that always are there for me and would … Continue reading Johanna, Where Are You From?
Margaret, where are you from? Where are you from, Margaret? I’m from learning a few words in sign language to spark my love for a language without physically talking. A language used by moving your hands into different symbols, and someone (if they know sign language) knows exactly what you mean. I’m … Continue reading Margaret, Where Are You From?
Jenna, Where are you from? Where are you from, Jenna? I’m from rolling out of bed each morning and hopping on the bus, spending 6 plus hours in a chair, going to cheer practice, sleeping, then doing it all over again. I’m from hanging out with family, flying a mini helicopter into a corn field- … Continue reading Jenna, Where Are You From?
Maddy, Where are you from? Where are you from, Maddy? I’m from spending hot summer days at the pool, having water gun fights with my cousins, teaching them how to swim, and going on their trampoline. Making castles in the sandbox getting covered with sand, going across the monkey bars and playing dress-up together. … Continue reading Maddy, Where Are You From?
Kayleigh, where are you from Where are you from, Kayleigh I’m from sunny summer vacations with family and friends in Long Beach Island where most of our time is spent at the beach splashing and swimming in the massive waves under the scorching sun. Where the bell for ice cream rings every hour and the … Continue reading Kayleigh, Where Are You From?
Kiki, where are you from? Where are you from, Kiki? I’m from spending summers with my family around the globe, buying ice cream and popsicles with the burning sun over our heads, watching my brother and dad racing down the street with their arms out like airplanes. I’m from Saturday’s waking up at 12 in … Continue reading Kiki, Where Are You From?
Samantha, Where Are You From? Where Are You From, Samantha? I’m from Sunday dinners with crazy card games, long rounds of Clue, entertaining my family with terrible singing and performances on a nightly basis, and making my sister laugh with random made up stories. I’m from admiring Victoria, causing trouble and going on adventures with … Continue reading Samantha, Where Are You From?