Where I’m From Poems- 8th Grade

This week we read Where I’m From by George Ella Lyons and talked about how the places we come from, influence and help to shape our identities. Students in Ms. Turner’s 8th grade class had an opportunity to work on their own poems about place and home.


I Come From 

Damian T

8th Grade

My name is Damian 

I come from being responsible

to being capable.

I see the darkness in my room 

I see the coming up my shoe.

I go to a good feeling school

instead of bein a straight fool.

I like to play sports

instead of being bored.

When I’m tired I see red in my eyes

and I think I’m somewhat fly.

I come from eating chicken noodle 

soup for lunch

from trying to go to brunch.

I come from you can’t do that 

you too hard-headed

to yes just make sure you’re good.

I see the dish water flow like 

the ocean 

I come from running and putting 

on lotion. 


I Come From Memories

Samariah K. 

8th Grade


I come from Memories

of knowing I have a pretty 



I come from memories 

of making people’s day 



I come from being influenced 

by my mom 


I come from being influenced 

by my dad


I come from a parent 

who influenced me to never

give up. 


I come from a parent 

who influenced me to save



I come from eating Mc Donald’s 

when I’m outside


I come from put

it in your own words


I’m From 

Tranyece H. 

8th Grade


I come from doing cartwheels

in the backyard. I come from 

toe touches and stunting. I come 

from piano lessons and music

I come from a small room 

in a big house. 


I come from a book with 

lessons. I come from hot 

baked food in the kitchen. 

I come from a big

family with love and support. 


I Come From…

Daranae D. 

8th Grade


I come from…


Eating ramen noodles when we didn’t go 

grocery shopping or my mom didn’t cook. 


I come from celebrating Christmas and 

New Year’s with my family. 


I come from “ go sit down” when it’s too

much commotion going on.


I come from wearing a nappy ponytail when I 

didn’t get my hair done. 


I come from having a cabinet with bags and 

can food.


I come from having a bin full of barrettes 

and headbands. 



E’Lynn J.

8th Grade

I come from memories of high school


I come from memories of Rich Black People.

My mama influenced me.

My Grandma influenced me.

I watched people go to school and

realized that’s me.

I watched people go to practice and

realized that’s me.

I watched people struggle and realized

that used to be my people.

I watched people die and saw how

bad I can be hurt.

I watched people have passion and

noticed I need that.

If I looked away from pain

I will be a better person.







“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.