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06 8 / 2013
I am from my family’s scattered collection of stuffed
octopi, from my sister’s nook, and grape-scented
I am from the cluttered floor all sticky with apple juice
that spilled when my sister ate her meals on the floor.
I am from the courtyard scattered with dead bees, and
the rich, brown mud sinking beneath the planters.
I am from the excitement of helping set up my family’s
yearly potluck and being involved in the most
I am from my sister the Director, my cousin S., and my
I am from the sudden urge to use electronics that
someone else was already using, and making stuffed
animals talk and act.
From “Earth to 109” [classroom number] and “don’t forget your
I’m from Philadelphia and Seoul, from Galbi and
From the year of my mother’s birthday when my
Grandmother P died.
From the fact that my dad wrote a book.
I am from the stuffed octopi scattered messily around
my house and in and around my family’s beds.
— by Geeklet, 3rd grade, October 2012.
03 8 / 2013
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