Where I'm From

Where I'm From

Inspired by George Ella Lyon

I’m from a broken, wooden, bookshelf in the hallway of our yellow house. Hardly touched, but always looked at, curiously.

I am from crackers, cheese, and grape juice. In our preschool classroom. Sitting on my favorite animal. Listening intensely as a story is told.

I am from hours sitting. At a small Step2 table. Aside Mrs. as she teaches me how to sound out, pronounce, and enunciate. Short, sharp words.

I am from hours of laughing along with my dear friend Junie B. Jones. At the soccer field. “Watching” my brothers play.

I am from large, old, dusty, and stained encyclopedias. In our private schools library of donated, outdated books.

I am from the inside of my desk. Where my Chicken Noodle Soup for a Teenage Soul would hide, and appear upon my lap as Mrs. lectured.

I am from the Scholastic Book Fair. Rooms filled floor to ceiling with an array of words. I didn’t tell anyone, but nothing excited me more. I’d wait restlessly all year, peruse it for days, and read every summary before picking the one. I’d beg my mom that night.

I am from book reports plastered on folding poster boards. Spoken nervously behind the podium.

I am from a mindset of rising. Esperanza Rising the first book I ever loved. I was taught then, that there are worst things than not having the perfect clique in school.

I am from A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Long nights committing lines to memory. Sweaty palms underneath fluorescent lights. Newfangled.

I am from an AP English class of strident atmosphere. Days of tearing apart works into our own essays of argument, analysis, and synthesis.

I am from Starbucks. Where I sit in the corner. Blocking out the world. Infatuated with literature. Who could possibly hold a more exquisite conversation?

I am from pages, long ago. Pages of lessons. Pages of tears. Pages of laughs. Pages of triumph.

Pages as precious as gold.

Cover Image Credit: Molly Crabapple

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22 Seriously Hilarious Tweets About Being A Big Or Little In A Sorority

We really are obsessed with each other.

We have all heard the stereotypes about sorority girls and how they are all obsessed with their littles and bigs. I'm just here to let everyone know those stereotypes are true and here are some of the funniest tweets about it.

1. We need very little prompting to talk about it

2. Getting a Big/Little is a holiday

3. Seriously, very little prompting

4. When you know, you know

5. Family is very important to us

6. I love my big a lot, but I also really do love Big Lots

7. Love is out there for us

8. We eat, sleep, and breath this stuff

9. One ~BIG~ happy family

10. I may actually be a headache for my big

11. Not to be dramatic, but...

12. She outweighs the end of the world in importance, sorry not sorry

13. We are an acquired taste for some

14. It's for life

15. I really bought her gifts, months in advance

16. Don't interrupt me

17. We're serious about the "for life" thing

18. Mock us if you must

19. A little bit too what, white boy?

20. I want Little Caesars but I want to eat it with my little

21. It's how we find out if there are others like us in the area

22. It's as important as my name AJ, let me live

I love my big, I love my little, and I'm not even a little sorry.

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Dear Universities, Please Hire Good Professors

I didn't sign up for tens of thousands dollars in student loans to teach myself in several courses.


Have you ever had that one professor who completely ruined a class for you? Whether it was because they have zero teaching skills, clearly didn't want to be there or spoke almost no English, they made life hell for you. The sad thing is that I've had way too many of these cases and I'm only a sophomore in college.

The whole point of attending university is being taught by experts in your field, who will take extra time of their day to help you understand difficult concepts, thoroughly explain during their lectures and transform you into successful professionals one day. Getting a degree is not an easy task; students have heavy course loads to juggle with extracurriculars and on-campus jobs as well. We rely on professors to teach us so that we can do the work easily.

I did not sign up to be tens of thousands of dollars in debt from student loans so that researchers, who have never taught a day in their life, are forced to lecture me on cell biology because the university requires them to be professors to do research here.

Any grade school teacher will say that they went into this profession because they love TEACHING. They spend time on making lesson plans and working out ways to explain one concept five different times for students who might not get it the first time around, even if it's teaching introductory biology to 7th graders when they have a master's degree in that field. It should be the same way with college professors. If you don't have an education degree, you shouldn't be teaching. Plain and simple. I want to love a class because my professor makes it interesting and clearly loves what they're doing, not because they're just here to do research. We can't learn well just by teaching ourselves a difficult course of brand new material.

Now, before you argue with me that immigrants have every right to teach here, I'm going to stop you. I'm the child of immigrants, so I'm all for them to work here. The difference is that my parents worked their butts off to become fluent enough in English to become successful in their jobs. If you are going to teach at an American university in English, please for crying out loud, be able to speak and understand the language well enough to communicate with students properly. I don't care if you have an accent, I just want my questions understood and answered in a way I can comprehend.

What happened to putting the students, on whom pays this institution millions intuition, first? I can't become a successful Physician Assistant without the professors who put forth 110% effort into making sure I understand the material and made me love my major. They are the ones who deserve those jobs, not some fancy Ivy League researcher who thinks they're above public state university students. The ones who will meet with you outside of office hours to go over exams, come to your exam review sessions and stay after with you to discuss questions, even though it's late and they have a kid at home, are the kind of people that should be hired over others.

So dear American universities,

Give me what I'm paying for.


An angry college student who will pay tuition for your graduate school as well.

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