On the third round of our English literacy class, we focused on identity as our theme. I also learned about who I am. Well, everyone would love to know about themselves, so do I. On the second week of our round, we were writing poetry about where we are from. To me, writing poetry is a great idea. Below is I am from poetry written by me. Basically, it explains where I am from and what defines who I am.
I am from
I am from my favorite person and my first love
With the hair oil, I can see the sunshine
I am from the chalk & marker on the board
In a box with big monsters
But I had my mom and dad at that time
I am from my grama morning bread and coffee
That wakes me up all day long
From the scorched rice and spicy fish sauce
The taste tamarind
With the smell of fresh rice but crunchy
Also from the sweat eyes because of Koku
I am from the white blood cell
From my doctor grandpa’s magic
I am from the bike
From the fail and get up
Break my knee and tare my clothes apart
I am from the sparkling rainbow living thing in a jar
Once I can’t breath
The legs up the sky and face in the water
I am from the boss of the boss team
Also the fight for the right club
Blood on white clothes
No need any opinion because I did it just for the right
I am from “ Can I try”
And “ I get it ”
The pen chewer
That’s what I call myself
I am from the lion and the tiger scholar
The greatest academy of all
I am from the change agent group
That is cleaning and training to be the glossy diamond
I am from the theatre
The mirror actress
But the opportunity sucker
I am from the write, recite and express club
I am from the I-can-do-it
And I’ll-try mindset
I am from the root of a tree
The hero and heroine that I haven’t seen
I am from the small eye
White skin, and the little meow meow blood
But I am the lion and I’ll roar
By Reaksmey Date 16th January 2018