I'mfrom Mexico with dirt roads
From rain that leaks through the roofs
Cows,pigs and dogs that need food
A river that has a little waterfall
A storethat I could never buy from
I'm from 1123 with only two rooms
From thecarpet where I slept every day
Tamales and buñuelos that weremade
The noise, which came from the street
The basement full of junk andinsects
I'm from Pocatello where my uncle lived
From a huge tree in thefront yard
Snakes, zebras and bears, which I first saw
The little room sixpeople lived in
School, which I cried over every night
I'm from school,which I learned to like
From books that were too hard to read
Pens, pencilsand markers that got lost
Words that never made sense
Grammar not even theteacher understood
I'm from here, there and everywhere
Haiti by Candice J., Hatfield, PA
Road Trip by Brian H., Benton, AR
A New Identity by Serena F., Riverside, CA
Hometown Proud by Jill P., Chesterland, OH
The Picture by Rachel Y., Lansdale, PA
