Tuesday, May 18, 2010

I'm From...

I am from country roads, cows and chickens in the yard and a dial phone on the wall.

I am from flying in an airplane with my Dad to Mackinac Island for the day.

I am from adding up miles of bike riding and running during the summer.

I am from dresses sewn by my Grandmother.

I am from a house with no television but a large yard, acres of fields and woods and a great big barn that entertained us beter than a television could have.
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This blog is for my English class.  The class is a writing class and we are exploring many different types of writing including blogging. 
This poem was the first assignment for English class. 

 Lorenda
the oldest student in the class 

4 comments:

  1. Reading the line about an airplane reminded me of my grandfather. He also flew places. I remember when I was younger he would take me for flies around the island.
    Also the chickens. I love chickens. when I was younger we had chickens and they would run around in the yard and then get lost in the fields.
    I can relate a lot to your "where I'm from" poem :)

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  2. wish I could fly to Mackinac whenever I want:)

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  4. @IAMDonWEEZY, funny thing is when I was a kid in school nobody ever believed me!

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