A single, sweet poem by Savannah Morris, on the theme of “Changing”. A fine way to head into winter soon!

Changes, Changes, and Changes

I am from the small house there in my neighborhood

Swinging on a dusty tire swing hanging from our fortress 

Pedaling back and forth on the streets

My room has tea and crackers for Mr. Bear

Dogs jump up leaving scratches at grandmas

I am from a new house as the old gets sold

Three new friends made from courage

I am from a field once played on before

The stick hits the ball with a winning score

Leaving too shy to chat with the team

This seemed not for me

            I am from the playground meeting new people

Losing touch after the year flies by

I keep the friends from previous years more close

            I am from a paint smeared on canvas

Finding what I can do

Yarn full of knots moved in and out with a hook of inspiration

            I am from struggles in school keeping up and saying I am like others

Scared for math waiting outside, shaking that I might hear my name aloud

            Family drifts away and new ones roll in

I am from cousins, aunts, and uncles who care

Keeping those that I know close

Leaving old to new

I am from the white and black house filled with creeks and shutters

            Finally knowing why, I didn’t feel the same as changes were made

By: Savannah Morris

Two fine poems from individual writers…a perfect way to begin the weekend!

I am Brodie Bieber

I am from clothes hangers

from avocados and bikes.

I am from the green front door

and the tiles on the lawn, scattered the perfect distance leap back and forth.

I am from the big cedar tree

whose arms jutted out and legs tunneled into the ground

I am from screwdrivers and guitars

from uncle Bill and Gran Edna.

From blonde hair and horse rides

And bright baby blue eyes.

I am from memorizing 3:16

And finding God in late night songs

I am from pork chops and tacos

From dad in Papua New Guinea 

And Morfar’s rock.

I am Sniffy, that ragged old dog was my light in the darkest of nights.

I am from the moments of joy, loneliness and pride

I am the places I’ve been, the people I’ve known and the lives I’ve touched.

Rhiannon Chianese

I am from

I am from many locations.

From house to house,

Cities to towns.

Holidays claimed by each parent,

Swapped and traded like playing cards.

I am from broken love,

A marriage that never came to fruition.

Spilled milk on the carpet causing an uproar,

Apologies written in the form of a check,

Manipulation hidden so well that you can’t ever speak up against it.

I am from isolation.

In a big house all alone, 

No note on the kitchen table,

No one calling the phone.

I am from frozen dinners.

Made in the dirty microwave,

Seasoned with my sniffles and tears,

Half-cold, eaten with the television on full blast to stimulate the essence of another soul. 

I am from pre-determined failure.

Genetically rigged, physically and mentally. 

Causing my fundamental years to be spent in hospital beds and pain,

Struggling in school due to the inability to concentrate,

Making it against all odds when no one believed in me.

Two individual poems to begin your weekend. Each unique and each imagistic..storied..Enjoy

Brit Sjoberg

I am Someone

I am from the worn toy, battered and bruised,

from the smell of fresh cut wood and old books,

I am from the smell of coffee brewing,

and the smell of the crisp mountain air,

I am from the wheat waving in the breeze,

whose resilience matches mine.

I am from the smell of wet dog and the creaky stairs at the farm,

from my grandad and my aunt,

from stubborness and quick wit,

from resilience.

I am from the lunch socials at the old schoolhouse,

from the saskatoon pies to swedish meatballs,

from moving to a new land, into a shack on a sand dune,

and from the pain of leaving one behind.

The farm was the place where I ran free,

sunday night dinners and the chilly ride back,

running in the wheat and sampling a sprig or two.

I am from those moments, 

Thank you

I am from

Jayla Godsoe

I am from barbie dolls

from quads and swings

I am from big welcoming walls

and picture frames

I am from blossom trees

whose arms reach out to grab the clouds

I am from knitted blankets and brown sugar candles

from Boones amd Barnets

and from strong and stubborn 

from independence 

I am from pizza fridays

from banana bread and macaroons

from my great grandpa’s fiddle

and from working to support family 

I am from cutting trees for christmas

I am from the moments of growing up with a big loving family

 I am Jayla

Alanna WellingtonI

 am Alanna

I am from a glass candy bowl

from sewing needles and thread

I am from the pink bedroom walls

and a big white bookshelf

I am from a small heart shaped tree

whose expressing the love

I am from a knitted blanket and a thumper teddy bear

from Brown and Wilson

and from loud laughter and stubbornness

from picking at your nails

I am from pajamas on christmas eve

from butterscotch cookies and costco pumpkin pie

from my grandpa being a hero

and from the cancer that killed my grandpa

I am the homemade birthday cards

I am from the moments of loud family dinners around my grandparents dining room table

A whole class from Cambridge Massachusetts! 3rd and 4th graders show us their thoughts and stories. Thank you!

Founded in 1967, Fayerweather Street School in Cambridge, MA is a PreK to grade 8 school with an emphasis on progressive education. We strive to help students connect with their own curiosity and find joy in learning. We offer a thematic, project-based curriculum, with a focus on social justice issues, and an anti-bias curriculum. We have a diverse student population, plus a co-teacher model with multi-age classrooms. Our third/fourth grade class wrote their I Am From Poems after reading and listening to several “Where I’m From” and “I Am From” poems.

I Am From

By Eve

I am from I am from warm cheese ravioli and avocado sushi 

and warm cheese pizza with warm soft crust 

I am from sitting on my back porch while smelling smells like flowers 

I am from reading in my bed at night

I am from playing with slime

I am from drawing 

I am from baking 

I am from making bracelets

I am from playing with my dog 

I am from swimming 

I am from drawing foods

I am from baking 

I am from doing cartwheels

I am from going to the park 

I am from playing board games 

I am from playing tag games 

I am from planting flowers 

I am from getting  ice cream

I am from jump roping

I am from doing hopscotch 

I am from hula hooping  


I Am From

By Maribel

I am from My dog who would bark at the mailman

I am from warm fire crackling in the hearth

I am from cute animals playing all day

I am from fresh slime being made

I am from hot water boiling in a pot

I am from cold ocean flowing in the wind

I am from the earth moving from within

I am from fresh grass growing 

I am from chilly snow falling from the sky

I am from wet rain falling down to earth

I am from a fresh drawing being made

I am from soft dogs howling in the distance

I am from a soft horse galloping into the horizon

I am from the sounds of friends laughing

I am from cold ice cream cake

I am from doughy mochi

I am from warm pizza being baked in the oven

I am from loud cars driving past the window

I am from hot mashed potatoes with marshmallows

I am from hot chicken and rice 

I am from jiggly jello

I am from red rubies, blue sapphires, and purple amethyst

I Am From Love

By Antonia 

I am from

Pizzelles made with love

I am from

Biscottis yelling “Eat me!”

I am from

Mashed potatoes saying “Thank you!”

I am from

Marbles and Grass “Yum!”

Every food I ever eat

Even if it’s not a treat 

Smells yummy

And is!

I am from words I always hear replaying 

“I love you!”


“Hi Bella Chachita!”

I repeat one back

“I love you too!”

I am from 100 year old Grandpa Phil

I am from Mommy and her laugh and sweet sweet voice

I am from Daddy whose jokes fill me with excitement

I am from Miles whose energy boosts mine 

I am from Iggy who we call “Iggy-Piggy”

I am from Zuzu whose howling was like singing 

I am from Mimi whose food blossoms my taste buds

I am from Papa whose tickles make the saddest laugh

I am from Poppy who is 93 and still going strong

I am from Mere whose pastina was the BEST

I Am From LOVE!

I Am From Poem   

By Neve

I am from rice, chicken, pasta, and cheese

I am from my dad’s special chicken sauce and i am from cake 

I am from my dad, dog, brother,mom and 2 hamsters 

I am from 



And friends laughing 

I’m From the darkness 

I the am from sizzling from the pan on the oven

I am from “no” “yay” “ok” and “come here”

I am from the nature and trees

I am from the trickling


                                           From the sink

I am from a death of a grandma 


I Am From

By Zoe

I am from England and sad queenless days

From warm fish and chips,

I am from takeaway pizza laid on the floor ,

From everyday bagels brought from the store,

I am from cars zooming past,

GIANT houses 

Crickets chirping ,

While small children talk

I am from the saying of “control your temper”,

From  the never ending words of “just a few more bites “ ,

I am from  the phrase “crumb queen” and “no”,

                        I am from my mom dad and sister,

                  From endless grandparents,aunties and uncles

          I am from cousins,friends,neighbors

                      From half aunties and uncles

                      I am from  hours dancing with my sister

                I am from raindrops falling on summer days

I Am From

By Max

I am from pepperoni pizza and root beer watching the Marvel series

I am from playing ball tag with my friends on the block playing soccer in my backyard with friends you never know who’s going to win!!

Trading pokemon cards with my friends

I am from a sunny day eating peppermint ice cream

I am from “no’”yes,”maybe,”can I?

I am from playing with my friends school named Zac’mateo’kairee’august’jabril’

I am from BB+N slushy and gaga ball

I am from Hero Wars and Mine craft 

I am from burgers and rootbeer floats

I Am From 

By Gus

I am from cold melty ice cream

Mint chip, salted caramel and cookies and cream.

I am from laughing with joy and with my brother.

I am from my

fun brother and him saying, “can you play with me Gus.”

I am from

warm pizza,crispy tacos

and s’mores.

I am from my dad 

planting and reading to and my brother and him saying,

“You can have screen time.”

I am from dance starting with tap

and then hip hop.

I am from playing with my neighbors and friends

Elan,Toby and Theo.

I am from playing sports Basketball, and soccer and sometimes tennis.

I am from my mom snuggling me and my brother and

Doing yoga at my school.

  I Am From

      By Toby

I am from singing            

long and clear

I am from sushi

yummy and sweet

I am from pineapple pizza

I am from screen time

loud and fun

I am from Scoop N Scootery

campfire s’mores and peanut butter cup

ice cream

I am from pets

dogs and cats

I am from “Time for dinner”

loud and strong

I Am From

By Ben

I am from hot mac n cheese for dinner,

Ramen with tofu islands in steaming broth

I am from grass stains, video games

And a house that i don’t  remember

I am from running downstairs on christmas morning wooping with joy

I am from boba tea in Davis Square, from mochi and traffic on a sunny weekend

I am from “wake up” “get out of bed” “eat breakfast” “now get in the car”

I am from my family, friends and neighbors making my day

I am from skateboarding with my sister riding her bike

I am from beach days on the Cape going whale watching at sea

I am from this big wide world that we will never understand.

I Am From Love…

By: Beatrice

I am from mushed up sweets and loving meatballs,

I am from little kids playing and having fun,

I am from fighting and making up,

I am from laughter and joy,

I am from a caring mom and loving dad,

I am from amazing role-models and clever responsibilities.

I Am From By Serena

I am from,

“If you have nothing to do, clean your room.”

From crisp and tart apples.

From my annoying little brother.

I am from

Warm rice,

With red, saucy pork

For chinese new year.

From climbing trees,

And knitting,

And my silly dad.

I am from,


With red bean,

Egg yolk,

Or melon seeds inside.

From my caring mom.

From eating pine needles.

From how it’s noisy

Or quiet and never

In between.

I Am From.     by Zac

I am from the white rice to smoking salmon

I am from the steaming pasta to cooking meats

I am from the game known as roblox and minecraft

I am from a family of a dog




I Am From

By Coco

I am from delicious fresh picked blueberries 

I am from the sounds of my dog barking

And the subtle sound of my cat purring outside

As I look outside the window I see cars whizzing by

I smell the cookies in the oven that me and my sister made

I Am From 

By Kairee

I am from warm rice and beans 

Oxtail and ginger cubes

I am from the north’s weird temperature ( if you don’t like the weather wait five seconds)

I am from delicious soup and parents saying 



I Am From a Long Life

By Arielle 

I am from rice and  salmon  

and soup joumo 

I am from music and kompa 

and bākey

I am from “DEFO!”

“Uh oh”


“Ou kraze peyi a!”

I am from Esti, uncels, family, all my tatis, and school 

I am from cabret marching with people 

I am from WILD dogs chasing people in the streets

I am from people running to get their soccer balls

I am from people constantly telling people to STOP and go catch the cows!

I am from people getting fresh mangoes from the trees. It smells soooo good

I am from sweaty gyms with people doing gymnastics

I am from people surfing at Encantro and breaking their boards doing 180’s and top turns

I am from getting my hair done for over one night

I am from fearless warriors

I Am From

By Anonymous

I am from the smell of quesadillas cooking in the skillet

chicken cheese tomato lettuce

I hear the sounds of basketball 

bouncing, and touchdowns being scored

I am from a kind and helpful family

I look up to my big bros

I am from playing a game 

And having fun with my family

I am from my grandma making

 lemon meringue pie

I am from my grandpa taking me

To the store

I am from my dad

Taking me to the pool

I Am From

By Louisa

In Michigan I am from the smell at the McBarn of McFrickles

with no pickles

At home l am from listening to my cats purring

I am from buns and marshmallow salad on Thanksgiving 

I am from me and my sister eating ramen for lunch and playing games on the computer and walking to the corner store to get slushies 

I am from getting in the car to go to school and my mom saying “have a good day”

I am from waking up on Saturday to go to fencing and drop my sister to work 

I am from going to Harvard square

To get 


I am from when I get home to snuggle my cats 





I Am From

By Elan

I am from being a human because I can

I am from the smell of hot pizza and the cold scoops of icecream. The cheese drips from a taco. 

I am from the wind blowing. The dogs bark as loud as they can. 

I am from hearing my mom yell to me “Elan it’s time for lunch!”                                                                                                              

I am from my favorite sister checking her phone while i play with my friends Toby, Gus, and Theo,

I am from my dad yelling about his left side hurting but then my mom says “Elan its time for bed!” 

I am from my weird dog that barks when he sees a person. 

I am from the leaves falling outside but i hear my mom say “Elan its time to brush yout teeth!”

I am from the almost melted popsicle.

I am from the sushi place right next to me and for some reason there are tacos and burgers inside.

I Am From

By Luna

I am from thin slices of prosciutto and the sweet smell of filet cooking on the grill.

I am from the family pasta dinner with the best tomato sauce. 

I am from cool mochi on a hot summer day 

I am from a warm hug from the chicken my mom makes.

I am from the sound of cars whooshing on a daily basis. I am from the sound of construction building high. 

I am from the smell of new fish made on the stove. I am from a family discussion about dinner

Here is a magnificent group of poems…places, images, thoughts, l feelings..it is all there, from all over.

I am from

Keeley Irwin

i am keeley

i am from our big green garden

from beatles and bears

i am from a big brown house

and sunflowers

i am from the moon

whose lights further me

i am from candles and tea

from lucille and gary

and from strawberry picking in the spring

from sadness

i am from sunday night dinner

from ice cream and art

from fighting

and from loss

i am charlie boy

i am from the moments of fall

i am keeley

I am From

Sarah Benson

I am Sarah

I am from a swing set that I would soar on all day

from a box of toy cars and my box of jewellery

I am from a blue sided house that had a big window in the front for me to watch life go by

and the scary storage room with our microwave

I am from a maple tree that peaked over my neighbour’s fence

Whose leaves made the best piles in autumn

I am from our van that took us on many adventures and our camera that captured all of the memories

from Benson and Hollows

and from humour and sarcasm

from being extremely empathetic and caring

I am from writing a letter to Santa each year 

from summer berry pie and british custard

from some adoptions that make my family a mystery

and from fighting in World War 2

I am from a tricycle

I am from the moments of adrenaline before going on stage

I am Sarah and these are the memories that I hold so dearly

I am Sarah and this is where I came from

I Am From

Laia Carrion Batet

I am Laia

I am from the game’s room that as a child I used to spend hours and hours,

From my doll house, my skates 

I am from the table where I spent so much time trying to finish the food I didn’t like

And the sofa where I used to fell asleep while watching movies

I am from the roses I watered every week

Whose smiled at me every time that I did that

I am from my scooter, my shoes with lights

From my mom and dad

And from the sandwiches my grandmother made me every day after school

From the school mornings in which my grandfather made me finish all my breakfast

I am from the christmas dinners where the whole family gathers

From my grandmother’s macaroni and my dad’s omelet

I am from the moments I spent with the people I love.

I Am From 

By Hailey Olney

I am from tall trees that I used to climb,

From the rocks and sticks that I collected.

I am from the happiness,

And the competitiveness of my family.

I am from the many flowers,

Who were bright and colourful.

I am from the pumpkins and the snow,

From the witches and overplayed Christmas songs,

And from the glasses and the laughs,

From the pure weirdness that makes us family.

I am from Christmas brunch, and tailored costumes, 

From homemade buns, and banana bread.

I am from the divorce of my grandma

And from the death of the other.

I am from the moments of joy, and am the reflection of the past.

Where I’m From: Hannah Pretorius

I am Hannah

I am from rental movies from the DVD store

From fish and chips takeout and walks along the harbour

I am from the big beautiful nature reserve right in my backyard

And the round pool where I would rescue frogs from the gutter

I am from the big lemon tree 

Whose lemons never ripened

I am from the wooden rocking horse and pretty, blonde barbie dolls

From Pretorius and Maakal

And from stubbornness and impulsiveness

From change and braveness

I am from swimming in the ocean on christmas day

From biltong and braais

From moving across the world

And from starting over

I am riding in the trunk, unbuckled to my friends house

I am from the moments of loneliness

I am Hannah and this is where I’m from

I Am From

Annabelle Gerber

I am Ocean

I am from stories upon shelves

From oak wood and ghosts

I am from warmth

and curiosity 

I am from gardens

who grew up along side me

I am from pencils and paper

from Morris and Gerber

and from creativity and adventure

I am from christmas eve churches

from soiled egg salad and barbeque smoke

from finding a new life

I am from friends I never thought would leave

I am from the moments fear traced my steps

I am made from experiences

I am  From

Dayton Mason

I am Dayton

I am from flannel fitted sheets,

from Chevrolets and loud Apple Music.

I am from a beautiful countryside,

and a home for animals and people alike.

I am from a cherry blossom tree,

whose presence signifies love.

from Swedish and Indigeonous descent,

and from open minds and open arms.

from constant music.

I am from sunday school and presents of Christmas Eve,

from meatballs and salmon, 

from world record bighorns,

and from big game hunting.

I am an instrument.

I am from the moments that define me for me.

I am who I am.

I am Me.

I Am From

 Julia Penner

am from refusing to sleep in my crib,

from always carrying around my signature blanket,

and keeping my stuffed animals close.

I am from watching childhood shows, 

from singing Spongebob’s “Best Day Ever,”

and tormenting my parents with “In The Night Garden.”

I am from running around the house as fast as I can, 

from falling on the Slip n’ Slide, 

holding my breath as long as possible,

and racing my friends in the swimming pool.

I am from believing in every fairytale, 

from waiting for my Christmas elf to arrive, 

and leaving cookies out for Santa.

I am from carving pumpkins,

from roasting their seeds,

and always putting way too much salt on them.

I am from dressing up for Halloween, 

from Trick or Treating with my cousins, 

and binge eating candy till I feel sick.

I am from living in the middle of no where,

from taking long walks along the canal,

and watching the water get sucked away as the boats floated by.

I am from losing my cat,

from adopting more,

and finding the lost one.

I am from doing terrible in online school,

from being extremely stressed, 

and trying my hardest.

I am from making friends in 8th grade,

from getting awards,

and having a class of thirty-two.

I am from learning electric guitar,

from taking lessons,

and trying to show off.

I am from staying up till 6am with my friends,

from playing video-games with them,

from losing some and gaining even more.

I am from moving houses,

from experiencing family problems,

and learning it’ll be okay.

I am from going on a 4-day long camping trip,

from having waves twice my size almost drown me,

from having a killer sunburn,

and complaining.

I am from worrying about school starting,

from bragging to my friends that I start later than them,

and staying up late the day before school started.

I am from starting 9th grade at Thorold Secondary, 

from getting lost in the hallways,

and trying to make a good first impression.

I am From

Lillie McKenzie

I am LillieI am from a blanket that I sleep with 

From fishing with my dad to camping 

With my family 

I am from a good home with lots of  love

Playing  with my brother and sister 

I am from fishing in the lake early in the morning to late at night 

The fish Who are in the deep water 

I am from fish hocks in my face to good times 

From Sean and Wendy

And from a loud family 

From big to small 

I am from going camping every summer 

From fish and meat 

From going hunting in early morning  and late night with my dad and brother

I’m from the moments with my family and being outdoors 

I am from the best life I could ever have asked for


Ignacio Oliero del Campo 

I am from the past , where everything was bigger ,

I am from spain , where i was born , 

I am from  the love and hugs of my mom ,

I am from my parents room  , 

I am from my safe place , my dad’s big and warm arms  ,

I am from play board-games with my parents , 

I am from eat that giant chocolate ice cream ,

I am from the playgroup , 

I am from my favorite persons , my guardians , my grandparents , 

I am from my childhood .

I am from the present , where everything is different ,

I am from canada , where i am living ,

I am from the hang outs with my friends ,

I am from my room  ,

I am from my safe place , my ps5 , 

I am from watch movies , shows and play videogames with my friends ,

I am from eat sushi ,

I am from the school , 

I am from my favorite persons  , my guardians , my grandparents ,

I am from my adolescence .

I am from the future , “ my perfect place “ , 

I am from spain , 

I am from the love of my daughter and son ,

I am from my new house ,

I am from my safe place , my parents ,

I am from play  video games and board-games with my son and daughter , 

I am from cook the perfect dinner for my family , 

I am from the work , 

Am From

Ulyana Doerksen

I am Ulyana.

I am from the softly glowing ceiling stars that rocked me to sleep.

Barely clinging,

they hung with love;

Though they weren’t bright or twinkly,

They kept me company.

I am from cameras and lenses,

that clicked and whirred,

 capturing my dwindling youth, 

and from doodled papers that sprawled the floor.

I am from the golden-honey sun,

peeking through the rain stained panes.

I am the cold white tiles, 

and the eggshell walls

that lined the halls.

I am from the great, big raspberry bush,

whose arms nicked and cut my own.

I am from garden flowers of

blue, pink and red, 

and from the brambles in my hair.

I am from two worlds.

They stood oceans apart;

different “hellos”,

and ways of being.

With slipping grasps,

two ropes to hold,

I am from balancing the bridge.

From hot bursts of crimson anger

To a gentle butterfly’s touch;

from a bull’s will and stubbornness,

To match my grandma’s horns.

I am from the sweet breakfasts to wake up to

on a cozy weekend morning,

from hibiscus tea and Russian crêpes,

from the warm Crimean sun,

and from leaving home for love.

I am the trembling and the worry,

of speaking to a crowd,

and from the hot round tears that came.

I am from the moments of wonder and daydream

of a watercolour vision.

I am from drawing in the margins,

and the aimless pencil marks.

The celebration of hot and cold,

shy and bold.

I am from drifting eyes

and drifting clouds.

I am from questions with no answers,

the rambles of my thoughts.

I am from here and I am from there;

I am from me.

I Am From

Morgan Godard

I am Morgan

I am from countless books

From my little ponies and monster high dolls

I am from the blue house at the top of the hill

And the two huge windows that cover its front face

I am from a staghorn sumac

Whose fuzzy hands held mine in hard times

I am from the one gift on Christmas Eve that was always PJs 

From Lynn and Sue

And from making time for one another, and intense feelings of love

From brown hair and blue eyes 

I am from eating dinner together every night 

From peanut butter cookies and huckleberry jam

From moving back to their place of origin

And from the old Toyota passed down through the generations

I am picking cherries from the towering cherry tree in the backyard

I am from the moments in which I am sad, happy, hurt and man

I am from the places I have lived, and the moments that live within them

Cyriaque Anhe 

I Am From

I am from hand washing laundry 

From soap and hands 

I am from group eating 

Where there was 1 big plate 

Of food that a big group would 


I’m from cocoa trees 

Whose 45 percent of cocoa 

Produced in the world comes from 

My country 

I am from hot chocolate and bread as breakfast 

From my dad and mom.

I’m From a happy home From nothing 

I’m from a give your stuff away for free 

 never sell them for money. 

I am from a Christian family 

I’m from a rice and soup family 

I’m from a place where my ancestors celebrate 

Thé festival of masks.

I’m from a place were my ancestor would wear 

Shorts or wrap shorts pieces of cloth around their bodies 

And women wear pagnes or blouses with long pieces  of coth 

That they wrap around themselves as skirts. 

I am a cocoa tree 

I am from the moments of 

Enjoying the little you have 

I am Ivorian surrounded by elephants