Matthew – Page 25 – Vision+Voice

Where I’m From

I am from video games and coffee and
big TVs
I am from the technology house and
I am from the disorganized and artsy house
I am from the roses and the cedar tree
I am from the bluebonnets
I am from the Shady Hollow neighborhood and Parkour
I’m from snack at 10:00 and alone time
I am from the neighborhood of pool parties and pizza
I’m from Mandi and Brian and Brenna
and Strider
I’m from “Get in bed or no TV for a week!” and
“Do you really want there?”
I’m from Texas and Holland, Michigan
I’m from grandparents that came from Italy to New York
I’m Italian and American and Irish
I’m from gnocchi on Christmas Eve
and chicken noodle soup
I’m from family pictures in every corner of the house
I’m from loving snow from Holland, Michigan and going where my dad grew up.
I come from the military.

Baranoff

My Family Basketball Game

My Family is a basketball game
My Mom is the coach always keeping us positive
My Dad is the ref who always calls the right calls
My Older Brother is my teammate always there for me
My Little Brother is the ball sometimes doesn’t want to help
My Cousin is my teammate always keeping us in a good mood
My Grandma is in the crowd cheering us on

Gorzycki middle school

6th

Where I Come From

I am from crayons and toys and
from books and art
I am from the house of dancing and music
I am from the small and colorful house
I am from the bluebonnets and big trees and the cul-de-sac
I am from the neighborhood full of friends
I’m from the pumpkin patch and Thanksgiving dinner
I come from opening presents on Christmas Eve
I am from Renee and
Mike and Michelle and grandmother Carrie Stewart
I’m from neighborhood of trails and parks and
the big neighborhood pool
I come from “You are my sunshine” and
And “I love you”
I’m from Austin, Texas and Georgia
I’m Scottish and Irish
I am from chili soup and pancakes and
chicken noodle soup
I’m from loving parents
I am from pictures on the wall and in the bedroom
I am from the singing, dancing, pugs, soccer, and colorful art family!

Baranoff

Where I Come From

I am from homework and
tv and coffee
I am from the sports house
I am from comfy couches and loving beds
I am from the oak tree and
the bluebonnets
I am from a cul-de-sac of boys
I’m from St. Catherine’s church
and Religious Education
I am from Gavin and Owen
and Katie Pittman and Phil Russell
I’m from the Gatling Gun park and
The neighborhood of ditches and fireworks

I’m from Boy’s Club
and “Get to your room!”
I’m from the catholic church
I’m from Austin, Texas and Kansas
I am European and English and Irish and Scottish
I’m from Italian foods and mexican foods.
I’m from annoying brothers
I’m from pictures hanging up EVERYWHERE!
I am from dogs and sports and loyalty.

Baranoff

It’s Raining Pugs

I just saw a pug fall from the sky
I went to look over and by my surprise
I saw 1,000 pugs
I kissed them and cuddled them
’til I was worn out
but then I thought
did they put on cuteness spray
because now I remember
how much I hate pugs
because I am
AHH-AHH-AHH-CHOO-ergic

Baranoff Elementary

3rd

My Heritage

I am from games and pizza
I am from cookies
I am from the believing in
I am from the big and crazy house
I am from the bluebonnets and
the acorn tree.
I am from the different neighborhood
I’m from opening presents on Christmas Eve
and going on big vacations in summer
I’m from Danielle and Mike
and Carleigh and Caitlyn
I’m from park parties and
my pool.
I come from “I love you” and
“Stop it now!”
I’m from soccer and basketball
I’m from Austin, Texas and
I’m from Mexico and America
I’m from tortillas and enchiladas
I’m from cousins.
I’m from pictures kept in the garage and
pictures on the wall
I am from my imagination and living in a different neighborhood.

Baranoff

Hot Cocoa

Hot cocoa is an earned treat.
It tastes sweet and chocolatey.
It sounds swishy as the ocean.
It smells like a chocolate river.
It is as brown as a bear.
It makes me feel like heaven.

Boone

Clouds

Clouds are fluffy as a pillow.
Clouds are white as a clean white shirt.
They are big and small.
A nimbus brings thunder and rain.
Clouds are fluffy as a pillow.

Boone

Fault

Regret looks at me with hunger in it’s eyes
It chops me up into fine bite sized pieces
Its puts me in a boiling pot filled to the brim with my mistakes
It stirs me around so I can relive
what I want so badly to take back
Fork and knife in hand, it takes a bite
Then another
And another
And another
Regret
It knows a little to well how to stay
How to never leave me alone
Thats why everyday
Inside and out
It eats me alive

Routines

A mom that stays at home and works hard.
A dad that goes to work everyday and works hard.
A older sister that goes to college.
Another sister that goes to high school.
A little brother going to elementary school.
Then theirs me that does the exact same thing.
Will anything ever change?

Gorzycki

7th