I am from woven rag rugs by the sink and stacks of table boards. I am from orderly and punctual, the taste of raisins and garlic and whole wheat bread. I am from plants in macrame hangers in the living room and the swing in the tree whose long-gone limbs I remember as if they were my own.
I’m from morning devotions and shelves of books and baskets of magazines, from reading in silence as a form of socializing and from holding hands for prayer before meals.
I’m from singing for the tape to start playing, God walking with me in the dark, and “It’s always right to do right.”
I’m from camping on Skyline Drive and walking with a hissing lantern and 12-hour road trips to Grampas and countless airport trips.
I’m from Virginia and Germany and Ireland and molasses cookies and canned peaches.
From younger siblings playing church and showing slides, from a typewriter and fabric scraps in the sewing room, from toy poodles, and a world map on the wall.
This is based on the poem “I Am From” by George Ella Lyon. The template for this kind of fun writing is here. Try it!
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Reblogged this on Kaleidoscope of notes and commented:
For homeschool a great idea for remembering roots
I love this, Anita! It put beautiful pictures in my mind.
Oh, how fun. The template is great to pass on to other teachers. Thanks for linking to it.
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