This week, poets at Poe Middle School in Ms. Agboola’s class wrote their origin stories.
Anthony’s Origin
Anthony P.
8th g.
My name means “priceless one”
Technically true,
there’s only me.
But there’s so many Anthonies
Like my dad,
His middle name is Anthony
That’s the inspiration for me
Original, right?
Many people share my name
like a Harvard alum
and a criminal
polar opposites, right?
There’s a lot of history
with my first names, and my last name
But, even though my name belongs to thousands
It’s still my name.
Jameylah A.
Jameylah A.
6th g.
Jameylah A
was a name given to me by my mom
And I’m lucky for that.
Jameylah A
could have been Jamey Allen if it
wasn’t for my mom.
No thanks to my dad.
Jameylah A
is a rare name, well at least from
what i can tell.
Jameylah A
is tricky to pronounce for others, but
it seems simple to me
Jameylah A
is my identity and I can’t imagine
any one being me.
But if they were Jameylah A. I
imagine their life would be sweet.
Hayley My Name
Hayley B.
6th g.
Open my phone
I saw something I couldn’t imagine
a cousin
a cousin with the same name as me
The cousin with my name
likes the same things as me
my cousin… wanted to be?!
My eyes light up.
I saw her,
Hayley, the girl with the same name
as me
I closed them
I couldn’t see
I was able to breathe
but I was no longer able to see
the girl with the same name as me.
