i am from...

this was created in the managing diversity class in the third round of classes, the tree.

i am from the words i write, the sentences i speak, the paragraphs i think, the stories i tell, and the book i am living daily.

i am from the moon and the stars and the dreams i wish on those stars.

i am from strawberries and fruit-roll ups and peanut butter cups.

i am from the pen i hold, the dreams i write, and the actions to which i react.

i am from the love and the hate and the apathy that everyone shows and feels.

i am from the spirit.

i am from the classroom, the podium, and the soul.

i am from stripes and spots and solid colors.

i am from the life i live and the beliefs i believe.

i am from the music, which soars from the mouths of others.

i am from conversations and silences.

i am from the body of the guitar, which hums against my hip, singing my lullaby.

i am from good friends, long talks, and hours laughing.

i am from a wonderful family who listens and who helps.

i am from dances in gas station parking lots, in the bitter cold on new year's eve night.

i am from the tears and the smiles, both which come from relationships.

i am from running barefoot in wet grass.

i am from the soccer field, the sga room, and the computer.

i am from all of these things, and so much more.