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