Cold Winter Nights

 I wake up to the screams of my youngest son and the sound of rain. I look at my watch to see what time it is and that’s when I remember. Yesterday morning it was snowing heavily and I didn’t notice the ice on the floor, I had slipped and fell and as I smack the floor so does my watch on my left wrist and my bracelet also snaps in two. As I walked back home disappointed and angry I had completely forgotten the reason why I left my house in the first place. A note slipping out my left pocket with the words Bottle and Food underlined and capitalized had caught my attention so I rushed back to the store grabbed what I needed and left. Now as the clouds in the sky disappear and the snow turns to sleet, the only thing I can think about in this frantically cold and ominous night, is what do I have to eat in my freezer or fridge because "God, I'm Starving!"

My Life

My kitchen is very clean. Food is never needed incase you’re hungry. When you walk into my kitchen, I always have brown coffee ready for the people that come over. My family loves when I make good coffee. On my kitchen table, there’s a set of red and white roses. Everyday when I wake up for school, I brush my teeth and make sure I eat, So I can have a better understanding on school work especially for reading. I love learning and reading a lot. When I don’t get what I’m reading, I read it over, So I don’t forget. The men and women at my school are really impressed by the way I express myself when it  comes to reading.

- Alex

My Little Sister

My little sister is using glitter that shines like a gold chain, linked together like a couple.

She puts the glitter on a flat, white piece of paper in the shape of a pizza. She uses orange for the cheese, then she picks up a red marker that is as red as a pair of cherries and adds on the topping of pepperoni that is as round as a pancake. The picture is done. She then states she wishes she had the food she drew to eat.

-Raphael

My Family & I

My cousin knows a tourist who got to meet the President when she went to Washington. She brought her 800-dollar camera to take pictures so that she could later sell them on the internet. My best friend is a model in NYC. She told me a funny story about how the cab driver kept getting lost and ended up not charging her any money. My aunt just got another job as a paramedic; she already works at a funeral doing the make-up for the dead bodies. I don’t understand how she enjoys being around death so much. My wedding is next week, and I’m so excited for everyone to see my matching flowers and ice-cream cake. My sister’s birthday is on the same day. So we all are going to club La’sheesh after to party. I think I’, going to wear my new cheetah Kanye West heels because I know he will be there tonight.

-Crystal

I Am From

I AM FROM

I am from the city of Champs,
where the Clam Chowdah is popular,
I am from the city where the sports fans go hard in the paint,
where the Charles River starts from Hopkinton and it ends at the Harbor,
I am from Boston, but am I really from Boston?
I was born in Boston but those make me from Boston?
I am from an island in the Caribbean,
Were the Puerto Rican flag represents our pride,
My parents are from that island, and my parents conceived me,
I carry their blood so it makes me a part of them,
So I am from were they came from,
They taught me the heritage and spoke about their parents struggles,
My mom died when I was ten and my pops worked two jobs,
So I grew up in the streets those that make me from the school of hard knocks,
I don't know where I am from,
I guess Yo soy de adonde mi hogar esta.

By Erick C.

I'm From Me

I'm from where the streets mean to be mean,

to live life til your hearts bleed.

I'm from the last block in Roxbury, where the thugs

are bugs and the G's scream.

I'm from the first floor of the fiends, who live all day

shooting up and the fire alarm yell, waking up my daughter before  i leave.

I'm from here and there like the plastic bag that flows in the wind, and lands in the pool where the lady was found dead on her knees.

I'm from a small place called "HOME" that i share and clean with my BM even though we don't always agree.

I'm from white rice and Spanish beans to red kool-aid and icy treats.

I'm from tattoos and piercings to diaper changing and feeding, not to myself but for my teen who isn't even three.

I'm Puerto Rico, Arroyo and Rio Grande.

I'm from the "BEAN", all day is a fun day, just once a day never everyday.

I'm from where my feelings never get heard due to guns screams and kids fleeing.

I'm from "ME".  

                                                   

                                                      -Anthony F.

Where I'm From

"Where I'm From" by Stephanie P. 

I am from the everyday sirens from the live streets of Dorchesterand the loud neighbors.I am from the dusty backyardwith no grass and toys thrown around.I am from the home sick feeling wheni'm far away from my mother'sperfume scent.

I am from the do's and don't

the don't give up, you'll do just fine

and the tender hugs to keep me safe.

I am from laughter and food

the tree picking fruits and the

sweet smell of plantains that keeps

my stomach full.

I am from imagination where i 

use it to escape from pain

And even if i'm an adult i would

still use my imagination for freedom

and complete positive fate.