Author: iamfromproject

Luca Teopaco

I’m from isolation and identity,

From the loneliness of being misunderstood.

I’m from Lightning Mcqueen backpacks that struck criticism from girls my age. 

The laughter and whispers that surrounded me when I was too young to comprehend their cruelty.

I’m from poor eyesight that never got treated until I was 8 years old.

From being unable to see from far distances and writing slowly

And from the impatience of my private Catholic school teacher who hurt me with her words and hands.

I’m from my deceased grandmother whom I’ve never met but looks after me in the form of butterflies.

I’m from being an only child,

From the feeling of uselessness of not having someone to look after or being looked after

And the feeling of envy of not having a “built in” best friend.

I’m from emotionality,

Cursed with feeling too intensely and loving too hard.

From heartbreaks and hopelessness

To healing and hopefulness.

I’m from being a boy born in a girl’s body,

Being unable to understand why I never felt like myself until I was old enough to start being true to myself.

From my family’s support and my grandfather’s unhesitant efforts to start calling me his grandson.

Though their unintentional disrespect hurts sometimes, I just have to remind myself that they don’t know any better. 

I’m from the carelessness of my father and the carefulness of my mother 

That explains the recklessness of my actions but the fragility of my emotions. 

From feelings of prolonged sadness, continued worry, and constant flow of tears

Later diagnosed as depression and severe anxiety, something I might have gotten from my aunt.

Intensifying my fear of abandonment and losing myself.

I’m from always offering to listen so no one ever has to feel unheard as I once did. 

From “You’re a good listener, you know that?”

From jumping to solve someone else’s problems because I’ve always had a hard time sympathizing with myself. 

I’m from found family 

From being the only junior in a group of seniors 

And finding somewhere I finally belonged.

I’m from music 

To listen to, to sing, to hum to, to create.

From choral music, keeping my soft palette raised to losing my breath when belting in musical theatre.

I have my older cousin to thank, who started singing with me before I could even count. 

I’m from picking up a camera my freshman year and never being able to put it down, creating a passion for cinematography and photography. 

From being the one person who always wants to capture so he can remember.

I’m from handwritten letters

From having the thoughts of a person written out for only you to see and keep. 

I’m from seeking tranquility at the beach,

Always with the two girls that grew to be my nonbiological sisters.

From watching a meteor shower at midnight while the waves audibly crash onto the shore.

From seeing shooting star after shooting star, making wishes along the lines of having more moments like this.

Did you know that seeing a shooting star at the same time as someone you love means a “celestial blessing?”

A connection destined to endure. 

I’m from love

From never regretting to love someone, for free falling into it. 

From choosing to love in a world that seems to lack it.

To love and be loved,

To let love persevere and to let love consume,

To love a girl and hear her glorious laughter after I’ve said something ridiculous.

If I am from anything, let it be known,

That I am from love. 

I Am From

By Hayden D

I am from my PS5

From Call Of Duty and Minecraft

I am from the big house beside

the quiet church with the black car

in the driveway

I am from St.Catharines

with big malls and stores

I am from having Christmas dinner and

home cooking from Pisquali and Armida

I am from having espresso and cappuccino’s

From my parents telling me it’s illegal to

turn the car light on and never steal

I am from no religion without restriction

I am from St.Catharines and Italian grandparents

I am from the time I watched my little brother break his wrist

I am from being the older sibling

From the old pictures in my grandparent’s house

Pictures of how they used to look

I am from stressing about big assignments 

From being annoyed about boring ones(this one)

I am from my new pizza job and its repetitive tasks

I am from baking sweet dishes

I am from riding my nice bike every day

I am from using the weights in my garage

I am from spending time with my dad

Where I’m Going

Maxwell Sullivan

I’m from the passed down couch of generations

Where I watch teletubbies

I’m from the potholes in the uncared-for streets

I’m from the area everyone takes U-turns

I’m from the trails of Blue Mountain

I’m from worrisome parents

That worry about me going to school some days

I’m from the hamburgers grilled and the mac n cheese cooked

I am apart of the diverse school of people

I am the generation that stares down at a shining block all day

Which we couldn’t live without

I am the class of 2027

I’m going to be an uncle one day

I’m going to work one day

Just to pay for expenses of living

I’m going to be in love 

I’m going to buy my own things

I’m going to be a father

And have my own kids

I’m going to be old

And have grandchildren of my own

I’m going to lay down

And be at eternal peace

                  What made me, me?

Khairi Johnson

                        What made me was fighting over who got top bunk

                          what made me was fighting for first pick of a room in a new house  

                         what made me was fighting for control over the tv

                          what made me was arguing over who got to ride shotgun

                           what made me was sticky floors with popcorn filled seats ever Friday 

                            what made me was bright lights and loud noises 

                           what made me was preaching, singing and praying

                           what made me was a plate full of food and a glass full of juice every Sunday

                            what made me was running up a hill ever morning 

                           what made me was popping in disk every time I got bored 

                           what made me was waking up early looking for the remote 

                            what made me was waking up to the sound of sizzling and frying

                           what made me was long road trips during the holidays

                           what made me was staying up late writing on paper

                           what made me was running outside for hours

                            what made me was climbing trees and playing in fields

                            what made me was swatting Gnats from my face

                            what made me was long walks up tails

                            what made me was pouring milk in my bowl and looking for my remote 

                           what made me was going through the freezer on hot days 

                            what made me was bubbles in my bath

                            what made me was running down the street every time I heard an ice cream truck

                            what made me was the sounds of birds in the morning 

                            that’s what made me, me

I Am From

Nakia Jones-Halty

In with the new out with the old

Suddenly in with new life 

Bright lights and sighs of relief 

In with the new emotion out with the old emotion 

Learning my first steps and first words 

In with the new development out with the old development 

Making ambitions and new wishes 

In with the new achievements out with the old possibilities 

Having new challenges and new likes

In with the new traits out with the old mistakes 

More worries and more changes to who I was 

In with the new problems out with the old flaws 

New responsibilities and new love

In with the new emotions out with the old me 

New hair and new clothes 

In with the new me out with who I use to be 

Piercings and my favorite band

In with new favorites out with old likes

New happiness and more wants 

In with the new feelings out with the old thoughts of who I thought I would be 

New personality and a uncertain future 

In with the new fears out with the old comfort 

New events and new sunny days 

In with the new smile out with the old frown

New memories and experiences 

In with the new life out with the old forgotten memories 

I Am From

Nakia Jones-Halty

In with the new out with the old

Suddenly in with new life 

Bright lights and sighs of relief 

In with the new emotion out with the old emotion 

Learning my first steps and first words 

In with the new development out with the old development 

Making ambitions and new wishes 

In with the new achievements out with the old possibilities 

Having new challenges and new likes

In with the new traits out with the old mistakes 

More worries and more changes to who I was 

In with the new problems out with the old flaws 

New responsibilities and new love

In with the new emotions out with the old me 

New hair and new clothes 

In with the new me out with who I use to be 

Piercings and my favorite band

In with new favorites out with old likes

New happiness and more wants 

In with the new feelings out with the old thoughts of who I thought I would be 

New personality and a uncertain future 

In with the new fears out with the old comfort 

New events and new sunny days 

In with the new smile out with the old frown

New memories and experiences 

In with the new life out with the old forgotten memories 

I Am From

Bella Goodman

I am from the cold air in the early morning

From Lilo and Stitch and volleyball.

I am from a kind, chaotic, loving family

From going on long walks in the day to sitting around a camp fire at night.

I am from roses, animals, walking my dogs, and collecting flowers for my mom.

Im from big Thank Givings and time with family

From Mom and Jeff, Grandma and Grandpa, and Oma and Pops.

Im From all the volunteering and courage

From the I love yous to all the pointless little fights

Im from Christianity, birth, life, and death.

From the roast beef and burgers to living in Ontario

From my crazy brothers falling out of trees, to the trips to Canada’s Wonderland

Im from bike rides with my sisters and arguments with my brothers.

I am from loud music and dancing especially with my siblings

I am from a crazy home, but it’s mine so I love it.

I am from – Khayal

I am from my paintings

From my flower handprints that I made in kindergarten and my little sketchbook 

I am from my grayish house 

From my sister’s red bicycle that is on the front porch

To the wildflowers that grow in the fields beside

I am from family gatherings 

To Making food with grandma and eating it while watching her favorite movies 

I am from my old dolls that my sister carries around with her now

And the toy kitchen that I always used to make dinner for my mom and dad

I am from my broken arm 

From the late night hospital visit and the pink cast that all my friends signed their names on  

I’m from my friends and family 

From seeing my sister grow up and run around 

I’m from New Jersey and India 

From the tacos and samosas we would always have at family gatherings

I am from the times I would hang out with my friends after school 

From the doughnuts and muffins we would have at Tim’s 

I am from my that old memories with friends I don’t want to forget 

Like the time we went camping together

I’m from my parents sayings, 

don’t take candy from strangers and never let go of my hand 

I am from my old fish Goldie, that I had when I was six 

I’m from the old times when I would talk to her even though she couldn’t hear 

I’m from the swimming races in my cousins pool 

The time She went the opposite way 

I am from my baby photo album with all my cousins running in the pictures

To the time where I threw all my food on the floor 

I am from the best memories that I could’ve asked for, that are now history

I am From

Kim Gyuhyeon

I’m from Cheongju, South Korea, where filled with green grasses and apartment at the same time. 

I’m from water bottle, pencil case, and lighter in my room that I used everyday life.

From camera, chocolate, glasses and towels.

I’m from white house with red roof filled with winds. From surrounded by big trees. Filled with dogs barking sounds and happiness. From delicious foods. From host family and friend and comfortable to do everythings.

I’m from the African violets which blooming during 4 seasons (spring, summer, autumn, and winter).

The forsythia around the fence and shining in yellow like the sun during the certain season.

whose long one limbs I remember.

From my grandparents, parents, older sister, and younger brother.

I’m from “Don’t stress about anything just enjoy” and “Time to go to school eat your breakfast” and from ” Clean your room”.

And from “Don’t have any aggressive conversation to your friends.”

I’m from “Time to go to sleep, stop playing game” and “Never skip meals”

And My grandfather’s clock and airplane(by turtles).

I’m from every time eat dinner together as a family.

I’m from Cheongju, South Korea.

From Kimchi, Korean BBQ, pajeon, Doenjang-jjigae, and bibimbap.

From break the window when I fought with my younger brother because of toys. We are not getting older and he is now 15 years old and staying in Utha and studying for his high school.

From under the blanket that we hide from parents during the night. We were hiding from parents because we didn’t sleep until late at night.

I  Am From

Siafu

i am from the Unknown, an embodiment of Reality that has never before experienced Itself in just this way

I am from darkness where sight dissolves into Infinite Space and all things are possible

I am from play, the creative essence of all things and how worlds come to be and spin and dance

I am from new spring grass lit with such green fire that the cows leap and spin like dancers on a stage

I am from Creation, a spinning tesseract of spiraling experience coalescing as this Universe. And that one. And that one too

I am from the Multiverse, an unimaginably intricate, multidimensional, interconnected web of agency and love

I am from the Future, that state of bliss and belonging that is drawing Itself as my fingers and toes

I am from NoSpace, a liminal dream of Who I Am and all I am becoming

I am from Beyond, a horizon hiding Itself from Itself in a happy game of surprise and delight

I am from Wonder, curious eyes wide open to see the Treasure gleaming from within everything 

I am from One, multiplying Myself in endless fun

I am from All That Is—inhalation, exhalation and everything exists and is good

I am from Infinity, where there is no edge or border or end to me or anything

I am from Intensity, a great squeezing that propels me into new endeavors, new creations, new knowings

I am from Expansion, a ceaseless song that harmonizes all into the wild abandon of creation

I am from Silence, the womb space containing all sound

I am from Colour, a multidimensional explosion of light into separate expression intricately wound one into another into everything, such that what is separate is also always whole and one

I am from the Absolute, that infinite well of unconditioned creation

I am from Neutrality, the full open acceptance of all experience and expression and being, with the knowing that goodness is the true heart of everything

I am from Love for I am Love as all things are.

Jahquay Clarke

I Am From 

I  am from where the sun shines the most, from crawling on the ground to playing  with 

My toy car.

I am from feeding my pet bird’s and the lovely noise they make being his favorite person just feeding his fav.

I am from  my grandma’s backyard climbing the tree’s and jumping on my little trampoline.

I am coming from the basketball court , from there to home just for some water of course .

I am from  playing video games , late at night just to wake up and be tuck in my very tight feeling that just felt very right. 

I am from playing uno with my friends for skips to revere’s it just felt very right. 

I am from taking out the , trash it was not ideal but i did away 

And smelling that  stuff that you mom threw away. 

I am from watching my favorite tv shows . movies youtube and much more

I am from playing  traditional games ,with my sister, from having fun, to  arguing with each other.

I am getting home on the third day of high school. It’s fine , alright it was pretty cool.

I am from my dad saying no and taking my video game.

I am from Jamaica . The plane ride was fun and so were the people coming to canada and was the best that I ever did .

I am from reading my favorite books from the diary of a wimpy kid to reading horror books.

I am from traveling Jamaica from going to the beaches to knowing every jerk chicken stop anywhere.

I am from 

I was playing cricket with me until  one day  the ball landed on my nose. It was not very painful because I was in shock but it still happened and I won;t forget.  

I Am From Poem

Janah Asaad

I am from watching CDs with my siblings,

From Max & Ruby and Bo on the Go!

I am from waiting for Totally Spies to come up on the TV.

From playing on the Wii with my brother, Mustafa.

From the smell of walking passed McDonald’s.

I’m from inviting others to have food with us and late night snacks.

From “Use your بطيخ” And “Janah is the princess of the family”

I’m from Palestine and Canada,

From Palestine’s deserts and rocks,

Dusty and white.

I’m from Islam, the beauty of its ins and outs,

I’m from Ramadan and heavy fests.

From Uncle Barakat to Uncle Youssef,

The friendly and openness of Aunt Rasha.

I’m from a family bigger than the home they live in,

Chaos and Love,

I’m from cherishing moments with my family.

بطيخ = Watermelon (meaning brain)

I Am From Poem

By: Helena Lindley

I am from chips,

from Miss Vickies and Lays.

I am from the dusty front yard

(Grey, dirty, cars making it even more dusty!)

I am from the roses in my backyard,

whose prettiness I can’t forget.

I’m from my Babi making eggs and kielbasa every Christmas

and a caring family.

From Kennedy Lindley and Zach Lindley

I’m from the jokes we make and

ice cream from Good Manners.

From “Back in my day” and “Know-it-all.”

Getting Starbucks 20 times a month.

I’m from a town called Lincoln where costumes make a surprise,

from the year I dressed up as Katy Perry,

my Grandpa copied my costume.

My dad’s garlic potatoes and medium rare steak.

The times when my sister is hilarious!

On the walls, mantels and camera rolls,

they make my family visually see that we are one!

I Am From

Shianne Supnad

I am from 

My gray stuffed elephant,

Who helped me fall asleep.

From playing with plastic fake food and Polly Pockets.

I am from the yellowish green walls of my sweet condo.

Warm, bright

The birds chirping that awoke me.

I am from beautiful orchids,

The bright colours of pink and yellow that shine on rainy days,

The wonderful smell that lingers throughout the house.

I’m from singing happy birthday with a cake at 12 AM, 

On a family member’s birthday.

I am from my mom and dad,

Constantly being told ”I love you” and “be careful”.

I’m from the Philippines and Toronto.

Ube, warm, sour soup.

The aroma of my mom’s amazing cooking.

I am from the scars I got,

Racing my sister down a roller coaster line,

From the laughter and fun I had with my older sister,

The parking lot she taught me how to ride a bike in.

I’m from the safe arms of my mother,

The way she makes me comfortable,

Especially when I feel down.

I Am From 

Malika Sidhu

I am from the red bricked house where you can see the nice sunset clearly.

From the smell of the pumpkins spice candles and the nice autumn breeze through the windows.

.I am from the laughter and happiness filled within my household..

From the fresh roses and flowers growing in my garden.

I am from the black converse shoes and silver  earings.

I’m from swimming in our pool during summer when the weather is nice and warm.

From being understanding of people and respectful.

I’m from the christmas dinners with my family every year.

From the being told to always give back to the people who need it.

I’m from the lack of understanding.

I’m from wanting to become a psychiatrist or lawyer in the future.

From the patient and caring household.

I’m from the long car rides when driving to a resort when we go on summer vacation.

From the friends that call me when i’m upset and the caring parents i have.

I’m from talking to my sister when somethings wrong and being close with your family.

Most importantly i’m from the always caring and talking to other people when they need it.

I Am From 

Symon Payne

I Am From a caring home

I Am From the kind, pretty and tall garden flowers

I Am From the red tomatoes from my grandmas garden 

I Am From the pungent garlic that grows tall 

I Am From the purple lavender that makes people calm 

I Am From St Catharines

From a city in the province of ontario

I Am From the kind country of Canada

I Am From the brick house from which i rest

I Am From the strings from my blue guitar 

I Am From my dark closet from where i keep my suits 

I Am From my black and red chair from where I after school from where I play games

I Am From Ferndale public school from where I learned everything I know now

I Am From from my job where I earn money for my time

I Am From the Italian heritage from my grandparents

I Am From 

Emma Wilkinson

I am from sleeping with stuffed animals and my mom tucking me in at night.

I am from eating salads and pasta at restaurants because they are my favorite foods. 

I am from going to my trailer and going on trails with my brother Carter. 

I am from falling on a fence running from a “rabid” squirrel and having to get stitches. 

I am from hanging out with Ari on the weekends having fun and joking around. 

I am from going to the pen center after school and meeting new people. 

I am from doing Christmas crafts with my sister Ashley. 

I am from watching a lemon circle the ferry going to the Statue of Liberty. 

I am from waking up in my bed and falling asleep in my bed. 

I am from my mom waking me up on Sunday morning for a big breakfast.

I am from having milk and cookies with my Dad. 

I am from breaking fortune cookies on our heads when we get them. 

I am from competing in gymnastics and getting gold on beam. 

I am from missing my first pets Molly and Jazzy.

I am from many things but one thing I will always be is me. 

I Am From

Jacob Baumgartner

I am from my shoes. 

From Nike and Jordan.

I am from the small, blue, loud, cozy house.

I am from the fall leaves, orange, and crisp.

I am from making food with my family, and Manhattans chicken wings with my grandma.

From my Nanny and Papa.

I am from the loud Italian family.

From my grandma reciting, “If the baby never cries, it never gets milk.”

From my grandpa frequently saying, “Eat your protein.”

I’m from Christianity, but only go to church on Easter.

I’m from chicken wings and pizza.

From the dad that lived a hard life growing up in Toronto.

From the Italian family, loving mother, Tobermory trips in the summer.

I’m from the love in the food me and my family make.

And I am from my loving, and caring family.

I Am From poem

David Morneau

I am from being the oldest child in the family to being the oldest of 4 children 

I am from the turkey dinners on christmas and setting up the christmas tree with my dad every year 

I am from playing video games all the time with my dad  

I am from the house being on the bottom of a very quite and very lonely hill

I am from flowers in the flower garden in my front lawn and a pear tree and my backyard

I am from the “things in life take time” to the “it’s not about the end result, it’s about the journey to get there”

I am from going to P.E.I. visit my mom every year in the summer 

I am from the feeling of wanting a better life and wanting to stay where we are

I am from St. catherines while my whole family is from thorald  

I am from the sister i got when i was two years old to my dad having a twin in the family

I am from playing baseball with my dad in a large field when i was younger

I am from staying up late and playing games with my brother every night

I am from the sleepovers with my brother every weekend and going to my moms every week

I am from playing Call Of Duty zombies with my dad every night and having nightmares about it when i was younger

I am from hanging out with my friends everyday in the summer

I Am From

Anthony Gizzo

I am from

Waking up early on Christmas morning to the smell of fresh baked cookies.

I am from Learning how to ride a bike, imagining I could fly.

I am from playing the floor is lava with my siblings.

I am from playing with my bird,

and the sound of him learning to fly.

I am from my dogs barking.

I am from helping my dad restore his car.

I am from late nights at hockey.

I am from rainy days and board games.

I am from movie night on Friday nights.

I am from from jumping over the waves at the beach

and the sand on my feet.

I am from my brother throwing me into the pool.

I am from Volleyball with my family and friends.

I am from pasta every Saturday night.

I am from staying with my cousins for the weekend.

I am from playing floor is lava with my siblings.

Most importantly,

I am from the tattered memories of who I used to be.

I Am From 

Giamarco Cameron

I am from the first pair of skates that helped me find the perfect balance on the ice.

I am from the times outside where my father would teach me how to shoot the puck harder and faster than everyone else. 

I am from that one red house on the corner of the street that no one talks about.

I am from the house that’s yet so big but yet so silent. 

I am from the late nights where there’s light and soft rain outside, it may have been wet but it felt correct. 

I am from the late Saturday nights at my nona’ house just listening to everyone talk about their lives.

I am from the weekends making tomato sauce at my nona’s house.

I am from my cousins coming down from the other side of the country just to come and see my family.

I am from waking up in the middle of the night hearing my parents moving around.

I am from the late nights hearing motorcycles driving up and down the street in the middle of the night.

I am from the kids running around outside.

I am from the silences of being alone.

I am from the times where I would beg to stay outside a little bit longer. 

I am from the times where I would eat as fast as I can just to go back outside quicker.

I am from all the times when my friends and I would run over to their pools just for the fun of it. 

 I Am From

                                                        By Rachel Deschamps

                                   I am from Lilis basement

                                   I am from eating dinner in my best friend’s basement.                                                                                                  

                                   I am from the sleepovers with Kendra,

                                   when we would get scared and

                                   run to her moms room for comfort.

                                   I am from staying up all night with Faith 

                                   I am from the first house we lived in when we moved here 

                                   I am from babysitting Lincoln 

                                   I am from the van

                                   I am from watching movies with my mom 

                                   I am from laughing all morning in grade 8 with Faith Lili and Astrid 

                                   I am from watching Twilight with my mom every fall

                                   I am from the photocopier room in Westmount                               

                                   I am from going to Circle k with Faith and Declan

                                   I am from our spot at the end of the fence in Westmount 

                                   I am from going to Costco with my mom

                                   I am from my dad making spaghetti when my moms not home cause            

                                    It’s the only thing he knows how to make.

                                   I am from driving to Ontario every summer until we moved 

                                   I am from decorating the christmas tree every winter 

                                   I am from staying after school to help Mr Haggerty clean 

                                   I am from tent meetings in Lilis basement 

                                   I am from Grace doing my makeup

                                   I am from my mom telling me “time flys” 

                                   I am from sleepover at my aunt’s house 

                                   I am from my grade 8 class

                                   I am from going to Lilis house everyday before school

                                   I am from going to the public pool every summer with Faith

                                   I am from Grande Prairie Alberta                                                  

I Am From

Brianna Bichler

I am from pens and pencils 

from dryer sheets and Gatorade

I am from the close-knit and warm, small, quiet but somehow loud 

I am from daisies; quaint, simple, but beautiful

I am from lighting candles while singing happy birthday and curly hair

From Melissa and Brad

I am from the arguing, yelling, and miscommunication and the many apologies 

From being told that mom has eyes in the back of her head and that it was illegal to turn the lights on in the car at night 

I’m from believing in God, with no specific religion 

I’m from St. Cloud and Germany, hot dish and watermelon 

From the sister developing epilepsy and seeing our family watch her as she struggles to come to term with it. 

The unexpected and quick death of our grandmother 

Running along the walls of the bedroom hallway

I am from the memories hanging in the house and from each and every family member’s heart 

I am From

Oliver Hickman

I am from rolls of film

From Play-Doh and Lego

I am from the sticks in the backyard

sword-like, wand-like, sometimes grimy

I am from a blackberry bush

That was picked into many pies

I’m from movie nights and asthma

From Curt and Deb

I’m from artists and smartasses

From “don’t be angry” and “why don’t you tell me how you’re feeling?”

I’m from Catholics, deconstructed

I’m from Nebraska, Norway, and the Philippines

tofu, cinnamon rolls

From the kitten my brother and father found in the engine of the car

The Bells Palsy of my sister

gathering dust in two basements

with nothing passed down except a computer

Jahquay Clarke

I Am From 

I  am from where the sun shines the most, from crawling on the ground to playing  with 

My toy car.

I am from feeding my pet bird’s and the lovely noise they make being his favorite person just feeding his fav.

I am from  my grandma’s backyard climbing the tree’s and jumping on my little trampoline.

I am coming from the basketball court , from there to home just for some water of course .

I am from  playing video games , late at night just to wake up and be tuck in my very tight feeling that just felt very right. 

I am from playing uno with my friends for skips to revere’s it just felt very right. 

I am from taking out the , trash it was not ideal but i did away 

And smelling that  stuff that you mom threw away. 

I am from watching my favorite tv shows . movies youtube and much more

I am from playing  traditional games ,with my sister, from having fun, to  arguing with each other.

I am getting home on the third day of high school. It’s fine , alright it was pretty cool.

I am from my dad saying no and taking my video game.

I am from Jamaica . The plane ride was fun and so were the people coming to canada and was the best that I ever did .

I am from reading my favorite books from the diary of a wimpy kid to reading horror books.

I am from traveling Jamaica from going to the beaches to knowing every jerk chicken stop anywhere.

I am from 

I was playing cricket with me until  one day  the ball landed on my nose. It was not very painful because I was in shock but it still happened and I won;t forget.  

I Am From

Shianne Supnad

I am from 

My gray stuffed elephant,

Who helped me fall asleep.

From playing with plastic fake food and Polly Pockets.

I am from the yellowish green walls of my sweet condo.

Warm, bright

The birds chirping that awoke me.

I am from beautiful orchids,

The bright colours of pink and yellow that shine on rainy days,

The wonderful smell that lingers throughout the house.

I’m from singing happy birthday with a cake at 12 AM, 

On a family member’s birthday.

I am from my mom and dad,

Constantly being told ”I love you” and “be careful”.

I’m from the Philippines and Toronto.

Ube, warm, sour soup.

The aroma of my mom’s amazing cooking.

I am from the scars I got,

Racing my sister down a roller coaster line,

From the laughter and fun I had with my older sister,

The parking lot she taught me how to ride a bike in.

I’m from the safe arms of my mother,

The way she makes me comfortable,

Especially when I feel down.

I Am From 

Symon Payne

I Am From a caring home

I Am From the kind, pretty and tall garden flowers

I Am From the red tomatoes from my grandmas garden 

I Am From the pungent garlic that grows tall 

I Am From the purple lavender that makes people calm 

I Am From St Catharines

From a city in the province of ontario

I Am From the kind country of Canada

I Am From the brick house from which i rest

I Am From the strings from my blue guitar 

I Am From my dark closet from where i keep my suits 

I Am From my black and red chair from where I after school from where I play games

I Am From Ferndale public school from where I learned everything I know now

I Am From from my job where I earn money for my time

I Am From the Italian heritage from my grandparents

Where I’m From

Ashley Massey

I am from bacon grease stored

in a pot under the stove.

From Country Crock and whole milk.

I am from the screen door

that slapped shut during storms.

From tornado alley, cow patties,

and rain flooding the pasture.

I am from the forsythia bush

that scratched like fingernails

outside my bedroom window.

I’m from Christmas breakfast at PawPaw’s

and fishing in the muddy cow pond.

From Mattie Bell, Faye, and Jane.

I’m from the late-night record playing

and farmer tans. 

From “don’t backtalk me”

and “one day things will be better.”

I’m from the little church in Ethridge

flanked by corn fields.

I’m from Flatwoods and Scottish horse thieves.

From homemade mashed potatoes and

skinned doves floating

in a bowl in the fridge.

From the creek where Momma almost drowned

and Daddy pulled her on top of the truck. 

From the Old Charter, county jail, and country roads

that go forever.

I am from the clock my great-grandmother

needle-pointed, hanging in the kitchen, counting

all the hard times 

and all the really good times too.

I Am From…

Aaban

I am from the winterberry forest in my backyard,

Which is filled with autumn colours and a variety of wildlife.

I am from staying up past my bedtime with snacks, 

to finish watching my favourite tv show, 

Scooby doo of course.

I am from fasting on long, hot summer days, Whilst the sun roasts me as I patiently wait for my fast to end.

So I can enjoy the feast my mother prepared.

I am from taking walks with my family,

while we laugh and talk while walking underneath the glare of the sunset.

I am from joining school teams, 

and making precious memories with my closest friends.

I am from treating others with respect and dignity. 

And not being disrespectful to all,especially the elderly.

I am from playing basketball with my brother,

As my orange ball spins round and  round,

Shooting to the net.

I am from waking up early on eid,

While the entire house is frantic scurrying about,

Preparing for the enjoyable day.

I am from the garden my mom used to maintain

I Am From

By Hayden D

I am from my PS5

From Call Of Duty and Minecraft

I am from the big house beside

the quiet church with the black car

in the driveway

I am from St.Catharines

with big malls and stores

I am from having Christmas dinner and

home cooking from Pisquali and Armida

I am from having espresso and cappuccino’s

From my parents telling me it’s illegal to

turn the car light on and never steal

I am from no religion without restriction

I am from St.Catharines and Italian grandparents

I am from the time I watched my little brother break his wrist

I am from being the older sibling

From the old pictures in my grandparent’s house

Pictures of how they used to look

I am from stressing about big assignments 

From being annoyed about boring ones(this one)

I am from my new pizza job and its repetitive tasks

I am from baking sweet dishes

I am from riding my nice bike every day

I am from using the weights in my garage

I am from spending time with my dad

I Am From 

Malika Sidhu

I am from the red bricked house where you can see the nice sunset clearly.

From the smell of the pumpkins spice candles and the nice autumn breeze through the windows.

.I am from the laughter and happiness filled within my household..

From the fresh roses and flowers growing in my garden.

I am from the black converse shoes and silver  earings.

I’m from swimming in our pool during summer when the weather is nice and warm.

From being understanding of people and respectful.

I’m from the christmas dinners with my family every year.

From the being told to always give back to the people who need it.

I’m from the lack of understanding.

I’m from wanting to become a psychiatrist or lawyer in the future.

From the patient and caring household.

I’m from the long car rides when driving to a resort when we go on summer vacation.

From the friends that call me when i’m upset and the caring parents i have.

I’m from talking to my sister when somethings wrong and being close with your family.

Most importantly i’m from the always caring and talking to other people when they need it.

I Am From Poem 

Kiyana Eremi

I am from the ancient land of Iran,

Where history and culture elegantly span. 

I am from the city of Flowers and Nightingales,

From the pleasant smell of white tuberoses and daffodils. 

I am from the wise poems of Hafez and Saadi,

From the graceful traditional music of this country. 

I am from the spring blossoms that appear every year in this yard and that alley,

From the joy of the Nowruz tradition, a new year’s start, celebrating with family, and a bond in heart. 

I am from nature and the green trees, 

From the sound of chirping birds in the early mornings.

I am from my wishes with dandelions in the natural wind, 

From dancing flowers and dandelions in the beautiful spring wind. 

I am from the moment that I and my grandpa went to buy the sweet aloe vera juices, 

From those memories in my grandparents’ cozy house and the beautiful backyard with the Geranium and Marvel-of-Peru flowers. 

I am from the perusal and approval of the books and notes,

From the pages, the words, and the stories that fill in the books. 

I am from the playing and passive of my violin, 

From the elegant classical music of Bach, Mozart and Beethoven. 

I am from the memories of watching movies and animations with my little brother, Arvin, 

From making tasty pizzas, cakes, and pancakes with him in the past.  

I am from the white and gold daisies with that soft blue sky,

From the graceful rays on Earth from the sun, where nature and living creatures switched on. 

I am from a new chapter in my life history,

From my journey to Canada with my valuable family. 

I am from the fresh memories of a hard-working student,

From the great efforts and advice of always doing your best. 

I am from the chocolate cakes and fluffy pancakes I ate with my family, 

From the joy of decorating many flavourful sweets. 

I am from my beige-coloured house with the fresh smell of green grass cutting in the backyard, 

From the delicious aroma of home cooking from my parents. 

I am from the thrill of sports, where I give it my all, 

From playing with my team and cheering them all. 

I am from an endless story that I will continue on my way, 

From the beginning to progress with improvements and success.

  “I Am From Poem”              By:Roshna

I am from waking up on a warm summer day,

From hearing the birds chirping their morning song.

I am from a three story house,

That gets quiet sometimes from being an only child.

I am from smelling the fresh veggies,

From my parent’s garden.

I am from carrying my pink polka dotted blanket,

That I always carried everywhere.

I am from going on afternoon walks with my parents,

On the Welland Canal where you can see nature.

I am from celebrating Ramadan and Eid,

Where we wake up at five in the morning to get dressed. 

I am from eating my favourite food,

That is lasagna and kifta. 

I am from the city of St.Catharines,

That is filled with unique people. 

I am from a family that has over one hundred cousins,

That are all from different places.

I am from playing fairies in the backyard,

When I was seven years old.

I am from bike riding with my dad, 

Until the sun went down. 

I am from a busy neighborhood,

That is always chaotic.

I am from going on picnics every Saturday in the summer,

While making memories with my family.

I am from smelling my mom’s baked goods,

And licking the spoon even though my mom told me not too.

I am from those moments,

And I would trade them for nothing. 

I Am From

Shianne Supnad

I am from 

My gray stuffed elephant,

Who helped me fall asleep.

From playing with plastic fake food and Polly Pockets.

I am from the yellowish green walls of my sweet condo.

Warm, bright

The birds chirping that awoke me.

I am from beautiful orchids,

The bright colours of pink and yellow that shine on rainy days,

The wonderful smell that lingers throughout the house.

I’m from singing happy birthday with a cake at 12 AM, 

On a family member’s birthday.

I am from my mom and dad,

Constantly being told ”I love you” and “be careful”.

I’m from the Philippines and Toronto.

Ube, warm, sour soup.

The aroma of my mom’s amazing cooking.

I am from the scars I got,

Racing my sister down a roller coaster line,

From the laughter and fun I had with my older sister,

The parking lot she taught me how to ride a bike in.

I’m from the safe arms of my mother,

The way she makes me comfortable,

Especially when I feel down.

I am from – Khayal

I am from my paintings

From my flower handprints that I made in kindergarten and my little sketchbook 

I am from my grayish house 

From my sister’s red bicycle that is on the front porch

To the wildflowers that grow in the fields beside

I am from family gatherings 

To Making food with grandma and eating it while watching her favorite movies 

I am from my old dolls that my sister carries around with her now

And the toy kitchen that I always used to make dinner for my mom and dad

I am from my broken arm 

From the late night hospital visit and the pink cast that all my friends signed their names on  

I’m from my friends and family 

From seeing my sister grow up and run around 

I’m from New Jersey and India 

From the tacos and samosas we would always have at family gatherings

I am from the times I would hang out with my friends after school 

From the doughnuts and muffins we would have at Tim’s 

I am from my that old memories with friends I don’t want to forget 

Like the time we went camping together

I’m from my parents sayings, 

don’t take candy from strangers and never let go of my hand 

I am from my old fish Goldie, that I had when I was six 

I’m from the old times when I would talk to her even though she couldn’t hear 

I’m from the swimming races in my cousins pool 

The time She went the opposite way 

I am from my baby photo album with all my cousins running in the pictures

To the time where I threw all my food on the floor 

I am from the best memories that I could’ve asked for, that are now history

I Am From 

Emma Wilkinson

I am from sleeping with stuffed animals and my mom tucking me in at night.

I am from eating salads and pasta at restaurants because they are my favorite foods. 

I am from going to my trailer and going on trails with my brother Carter. 

I am from falling on a fence running from a “rabid” squirrel and having to get stitches. 

I am from hanging out with Ari on the weekends having fun and joking around. 

I am from going to the pen center after school and meeting new people. 

I am from doing Christmas crafts with my sister Ashley. 

I am from watching a lemon circle the ferry going to the Statue of Liberty. 

I am from waking up in my bed and falling asleep in my bed. 

I am from my mom waking me up on Sunday morning for a big breakfast.

I am from having milk and cookies with my Dad. 

I am from breaking fortune cookies on our heads when we get them. 

I am from competing in gymnastics and getting gold on beam. 

I am from missing my first pets Molly and Jazzy.

I am from many things but one thing I will always be is me. 

I Am From

Jacob Baumgartner

I am from my shoes. 

From Nike and Jordan.

I am from the small, blue, loud, cozy house.

I am from the fall leaves, orange, and crisp.

I am from making food with my family, and Manhattans chicken wings with my grandma.

From my Nanny and Papa.

I am from the loud Italian family.

From my grandma reciting, “If the baby never cries, it never gets milk.”

From my grandpa frequently saying, “Eat your protein.”

I’m from Christianity, but only go to church on Easter.

I’m from chicken wings and pizza.

From the dad that lived a hard life growing up in Toronto.

From the Italian family, loving mother, Tobermory trips in the summer.

I’m from the love in the food me and my family make.

And I am from my loving, and caring family.

I Am From poem

David Morneau

I am from being the oldest child in the family to being the oldest of 4 children 

I am from the turkey dinners on christmas and setting up the christmas tree with my dad every year 

I am from playing video games all the time with my dad  

I am from the house being on the bottom of a very quite and very lonely hill

I am from flowers in the flower garden in my front lawn and a pear tree and my backyard

I am from the “things in life take time” to the “it’s not about the end result, it’s about the journey to get there”

I am from going to P.E.I. visit my mom every year in the summer 

I am from the feeling of wanting a better life and wanting to stay where we are

I am from St. catherines while my whole family is from thorald  

I am from the sister i got when i was two years old to my dad having a twin in the family

I am from playing baseball with my dad in a large field when i was younger

I am from staying up late and playing games with my brother every night

I am from the sleepovers with my brother every weekend and going to my moms every week

I am from playing Call Of Duty zombies with my dad every night and having nightmares about it when i was younger

I am from hanging out with my friends everyday in the summer

I Am From

Anthony Gizzo

I am from

Waking up early on Christmas morning to the smell of fresh baked cookies.

I am from Learning how to ride a bike, imagining I could fly.

I am from playing the floor is lava with my siblings.

I am from playing with my bird,

and the sound of him learning to fly.

I am from my dogs barking.

I am from helping my dad restore his car.

I am from late nights at hockey.

I am from rainy days and board games.

I am from movie night on Friday nights.

I am from from jumping over the waves at the beach

and the sand on my feet.

I am from my brother throwing me into the pool.

I am from Volleyball with my family and friends.

I am from pasta every Saturday night.

I am from staying with my cousins for the weekend.

I am from playing floor is lava with my siblings.

Most importantly,

I am from the tattered memories of who I used to be.

I Am From 

Giamarco Cameron

I am from the first pair of skates that helped me find the perfect balance on the ice.

I am from the times outside where my father would teach me how to shoot the puck harder and faster than everyone else. 

I am from that one red house on the corner of the street that no one talks about.

I am from the house that’s yet so big but yet so silent. 

I am from the late nights where there’s light and soft rain outside, it may have been wet but it felt correct. 

I am from the late Saturday nights at my nona’ house just listening to everyone talk about their lives.

I am from the weekends making tomato sauce at my nona’s house.

I am from my cousins coming down from the other side of the country just to come and see my family.

I am from waking up in the middle of the night hearing my parents moving around.

I am from the late nights hearing motorcycles driving up and down the street in the middle of the night.

I am from the kids running around outside.

I am from the silences of being alone.

I am from the times where I would beg to stay outside a little bit longer. 

I am from the times where I would eat as fast as I can just to go back outside quicker.

I am from all the times when my friends and I would run over to their pools just for the fun of it. 

 I Am From

                                                        By Rachel Deschamps

                                   I am from Lilis basement

                                   I am from eating dinner in my best friend’s basement.                                                                                                  

                                   I am from the sleepovers with Kendra,

                                   when we would get scared and

                                   run to her moms room for comfort.

                                   I am from staying up all night with Faith 

                                   I am from the first house we lived in when we moved here 

                                   I am from babysitting Lincoln 

                                   I am from the van

                                   I am from watching movies with my mom 

                                   I am from laughing all morning in grade 8 with Faith Lili and Astrid 

                                   I am from watching Twilight with my mom every fall

                                   I am from the photocopier room in Westmount                               

                                   I am from going to Circle k with Faith and Declan

                                   I am from our spot at the end of the fence in Westmount 

                                   I am from going to Costco with my mom

                                   I am from my dad making spaghetti when my moms not home cause            

                                    It’s the only thing he knows how to make.

                                   I am from driving to Ontario every summer until we moved 

                                   I am from decorating the christmas tree every winter 

                                   I am from staying after school to help Mr Haggerty clean 

                                   I am from tent meetings in Lilis basement 

                                   I am from Grace doing my makeup

                                   I am from my mom telling me “time flys” 

                                   I am from sleepover at my aunt’s house 

                                   I am from my grade 8 class

                                   I am from going to Lilis house everyday before school

                                   I am from going to the public pool every summer with Faith

                                   I am from Grande Prairie Alberta   

                                              

I Am From

Brianna Bichler

I am from pens and pencils 

from dryer sheets and Gatorade

I am from the close-knit and warm, small, quiet but somehow loud 

I am from daisies; quaint, simple, but beautiful

I am from lighting candles while singing happy birthday and curly hair

From Melissa and Brad

I am from the arguing, yelling, and miscommunication and the many apologies 

From being told that mom has eyes in the back of her head and that it was illegal to turn the lights on in the car at night 

I’m from believing in God, with no specific religion 

I’m from St. Cloud and Germany, hot dish and watermelon 

From the sister developing epilepsy and seeing our family watch her as she struggles to come to term with it. 

The unexpected and quick death of our grandmother 

Running along the walls of the bedroom hallway

I am from the memories hanging in the house and from each and every family member’s heart 

I am From

Oliver Hickman

I am from rolls of film

From Play-Doh and Lego

I am from the sticks in the backyard

sword-like, wand-like, sometimes grimy

I am from a blackberry bush

That was picked into many pies

I’m from movie nights and asthma

From Curt and Deb

I’m from artists and smartasses

From “don’t be angry” and “why don’t you tell me how you’re feeling?”

I’m from Catholics, deconstructed

I’m from Nebraska, Norway, and the Philippines

tofu, cinnamon rolls

From the kitten my brother and father found in the engine of the car

The Bells Palsy of my sister

gathering dust in two basements

with nothing passed down except a computer

Jahquay Clarke

I Am From 

I  am from where the sun shines the most, from crawling on the ground to playing  with 

My toy car.

I am from feeding my pet bird’s and the lovely noise they make being his favorite person just feeding his fav.

I am from  my grandma’s backyard climbing the tree’s and jumping on my little trampoline.

I am coming from the basketball court , from there to home just for some water of course .

I am from  playing video games , late at night just to wake up and be tuck in my very tight feeling that just felt very right. 

I am from playing uno with my friends for skips to revere’s it just felt very right. 

I am from taking out the , trash it was not ideal but i did away 

And smelling that  stuff that you mom threw away. 

I am from watching my favorite tv shows . movies youtube and much more

I am from playing  traditional games ,with my sister, from having fun, to  arguing with each other.

I am getting home on the third day of high school. It’s fine , alright it was pretty cool.

I am from my dad saying no and taking my video game.

I am from Jamaica . The plane ride was fun and so were the people coming to canada and was the best that I ever did .

I am from reading my favorite books from the diary of a wimpy kid to reading horror books.

I am from traveling Jamaica from going to the beaches to knowing every jerk chicken stop anywhere.

I was playing cricket with me until  one day  the ball landed on my nose. It was not very painful because I was in shock but it still happened and I won;t forget.  

I Am From

Shianne Supnad

I am from 

My gray stuffed elephant,

Who helped me fall asleep.

From playing with plastic fake food and Polly Pockets.

I am from the yellowish green walls of my sweet condo.

Warm, bright

The birds chirping that awoke me.

I am from beautiful orchids,

The bright colours of pink and yellow that shine on rainy days,

The wonderful smell that lingers throughout the house.

I’m from singing happy birthday with a cake at 12 AM, 

On a family member’s birthday.

I am from my mom and dad,

Constantly being told ”I love you” and “be careful”.

I’m from the Philippines and Toronto.

Ube, warm, sour soup.

The aroma of my mom’s amazing cooking.

I am from the scars I got,

Racing my sister down a roller coaster line,

From the laughter and fun I had with my older sister,

The parking lot she taught me how to ride a bike in.

I’m from the safe arms of my mother,

The way she makes me comfortable,

Especially when I feel down.

I Am From 

Symon Payne

I Am From a caring home

I Am From the kind, pretty and tall garden flowers

I Am From the red tomatoes from my grandmas garden 

I Am From the pungent garlic that grows tall 

I Am From the purple lavender that makes people calm 

I Am From St Catharines

From a city in the province of ontario

I Am From the kind country of Canada

I Am From the brick house from which i rest

I Am From the strings from my blue guitar 

I Am From my dark closet from where i keep my suits 

I Am From my black and red chair from where I after school from where I play games

I Am From Ferndale public school from where I learned everything I know now

I Am From from my job where I earn money for my time

I Am From the Italian heritage from my grandparents

Where I’m From

Ashley Massey

I am from bacon grease stored

in a pot under the stove.

From Country Crock and whole milk.

I am from the screen door

that slapped shut during storms.

From tornado alley, cow patties,

and rain flooding the pasture.

I am from the forsythia bush

that scratched like fingernails

outside my bedroom window.

I’m from Christmas breakfast at PawPaw’s

and fishing in the muddy cow pond.

From Mattie Bell, Faye, and Jane.

I’m from the late-night record playing

and farmer tans. 

From “don’t backtalk me”

and “one day things will be better.”

I’m from the little church in Ethridge

flanked by corn fields.

I’m from Flatwoods and Scottish horse thieves.

From homemade mashed potatoes and

skinned doves floating

in a bowl in the fridge.

From the creek where Momma almost drowned

and Daddy pulled her on top of the truck. 

From the Old Charter, county jail, and country roads

that go forever.

I am from the clock my great-grandmother

needle-pointed, hanging in the kitchen, counting

all the hard times 

and all the really good times too.

I Am From 

Mlika Sidhu

I am from the red bricked house where you can see the nice sunset clearly.

From the smell of the pumpkins spice candles and the nice autumn breeze through the windows.

.I am from the laughter and happiness filled within my household..

From the fresh roses and flowers growing in my garden.

I am from the black converse shoes and silver  earings.

I’m from swimming in our pool during summer when the weather is nice and warm.

From being understanding of people and respectful.

I’m from the christmas dinners with my family every year.

From the being told to always give back to the people who need it.

I’m from the lack of understanding.

I’m from wanting to become a psychiatrist or lawyer in the future.

From the patient and caring household.

I’m from the long car rides when driving to a resort when we go on summer vacation.

From the friends that call me when i’m upset and the caring parents i have.

I’m from talking to my sister when somethings wrong and being close with your family.

Most importantly i’m from the always caring and talking to other people when they need it.