Each semester I use George Ella Lyon's poem "Where I'm From" as a mentor text as I
I'm from Comet
and Clorox and the white glove test.
I'm from using the back door
so you don't track dirt in the house.
I'm from tents on the clothesline
on hot summer days
pretending to be queen of the castle.
I'm from spoon fudge and frozen Christmas cookies
(they always taste better that way).
From Don and Pat, who married too young.
I'm from playing Pitch and
loving the lake.
From "Watch your sisters" and "Don't forget to get money from your dad."
I'm from strong Norwegian women
and the men who loved them
with a little Dutch and German stubborness
In the boxes in the closet
and the photo albums on the shelf
sit memories of a past
I sometimes try to ignore
But will always be part of me.