Christopher's WIF

Here is Christopher's Where I'm From Photostory

Harvest in the Halls

Our Harvest in the Halls was lots of fun. Lots of great costumes. My favorite was Savvy dressed as NCIS's Abby

Here is Tracy's WIF

Where I’m From
By Tracy

I am from a clothesline with clothes flapping in the wind, from Coca-Cola in a glass bottle and Ivory soap.

I am from the tilled dirt of the big family vegetable garden full of corn, tomatoes, and butter beans.

I am from the azaleas and the magnolia tree in whose branches I could sit and read.

I am from family reunions and bad eyesight, from Ken and Elaine, the Pyrons and McCords.

I am from the worry-warts and the blue-eyed blondes.

From if so-and-so jumped off a bridge, would you? and if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.

I am from Baptist churches, Just As I Am and all the old familiar hymns.

I’m from an army hospital in Germany and Fayette County, Georgia,
Sunday roast beef and Ma’s fried pies.

From the old homeplace near Statesboro and mule-drawn wagons, the grandparents who scrimped and saved, and the concerts with my sister in the basement.

I am from an old family Bible that is crumbled with age, black and white pictures of ancestors and shared stories at family reunions.

Quenton's Where I'm From

Grace's WIF Photostory

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Tomorrow Is National Day on Writing!

We have been trying to finish up our Where I'm From poetry/photostory presentations for tomorrow's celebration! Not all are finished but here is Kayla's so you can see what we are working on.

And here is Megan's poem (Kayla's mom)


I am from bicycles,
From Oreos and milk.
I am from rural farmland of Indiana.
(flat, vast. Endless places of discovery)
I am from tiger lilies
Vibrant organge growing wildly out of the ditch

I am from card games and family dinners.
From Errol and Carrie and Gladys.
I am from penny questions and mumbly peg.
From No Work No Eat and
I don’t get mad, I just get even.
I am from Christianity
At home with he and I or at church with
All my brothers and sisters.

I am from LaGrange and Big Hill Road,
Garden vegetables and desserts.

From the bird hunter of my father,
The seamstress of my mother.

I am from the Shoeboxes full of pictures,
Artwork and awards sitting on the empty
Scrapbooks Which will one day be filled
while reliving the memories.