I am From...

I’m from a town that has a bad reputation,

yet I had the best childhood a kid could ask from.

I’m from a place where I spent my happiest years,

and Enjoyed the beauty of being a kid.

I’m from going to my grandma’s house every Monday after school,

where I knew I would see all of my cousins

(and my grandma would cook us great food).

I’m from scraped knees and dirty clothes

from all the games we played,

I’m from an imaginary world where we would play,

and be anything we wanted, anyone we desired to be.

I am from Saturday’s spent with my grandparents in their hardware store,

from learning how to sell and treat people with respect.

I am from spending the evenings in my dad’s furniture warehouse,

where I would help them sell,

where I would find my calling as a business person.

I’m from being together with my family on Christmas eve,

and Eating dinner, then falling asleep with all my cousins

and waking up to Santa Clause leaving us more gifts and letters to each one of us.

I’m from the tooth fairy leaving me five dollars,

from the Easter bunny visiting once a year.

I’m from pool birthday parties in July,

and from pajama parties every other week.

I am from a catholic elementary school,

where all of my classmates were my friends,

where we judged no one and got along very well.

I am from a very strict school environment,

but where so many different personalities developed.

And from being a small girl with big dreams

to a young woman that wants to achieve everything

but never forgets where she came from.