I am From

By Ms. Schwartz

I am from non-traditional birthday cake,

and from boxed mac and cheese every Thursday and crispy French toast on snowdays.

I am from sledding down the Library’s hill until we were

and an always clean swimming pool in the backyard.

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I am from retro cartoons with my Dad on lazy weekends,

and trips to Red Lobster and Borders for good grades with Mom.

I am from car trips to Grandma’s and Aunt Elaine's many weekends,

and where we’d roller skate for birthday parties and fundraisers.

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I am from the peace of church five minutes from the house I grew up in,

and reading Fear Street books by night light on school nights, risking being tired the next day.

I am from teacher emails about reading too much in

and hiding my art journal under my bed.

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I am from the little gray shed my Dad built for me, falling off the roof in the process,

and ballet and gymnastics until middle school - I figured out I wasn’t athletic.

I am from my own cordless phone in my attic room,

And losing friends as we grew up,

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