The first riffs off Tom Romano's Where I'm From
Where I'm From:
I am from calculated risk, and trying again.
I am from close your eyes and jump and then be responsible for where you land.
I am from "when you are in a hurry, slow down," and "we make our own happiness."
I am from my grandmother's yellow kitchen and buttermilk biscuits, chickens in the backyard and pigs out by the barn.
I am from field peas and collard greens and canning one more jar of tomatoes.
I am from West Meck high, circa 1992 and proud to be an Indian.
I am from the learning cottages of North Meck High, tracking through the mud to teach 180 students at a time.
I am from writing groups and transformative dreams and conversations over a glass of wine with my Writing Project community and friends.
I am from re-writing and re-seeing, and re-visioning one. more. time.
I am from distance runs turned yoga practice.
I am from early morning reading and writing sprints and late night ponderings interrupting a perfectly delicious novel.
I am from the sigh of my sleeping junkyard dog while my children build some crazy contraption in our office as my husband and pal of 16 years and I look on with wonder at how we all got to this place.
I am from a candle lit back porch and the quiet moments that breathe the intensity of living.
And another with a little more edge . . .
Funds of Knowledge
trial by fire.
“I’ve got your back”
back to back
leaning, learning, always
“That” kid from “that” school
Stretching to show
what you know
I want to know.
And don’t forget