This is a poem i had to write for school, so im ganna put it on here, some
of the words are polosh so there not spelt wrong its jest a difforent
launguage.

I come from the big tree
and the pool,
I comefrom the little playscape
the long days in the sun,

I come from delicious perogis
Golobkis and kiebassa
I come from my moms dressing
and fried chicken
I come from pasta
and wonderfull sause,

I come from the panio always played
Pictures on the windowsill
I come from my grandmother's paintings
and flower smelling rooms,

I come from my gziadzi
from my babci
I come frm my grandparents
Deceased and alive
Memories
good and bad,

I come from Krystina
her funkey chicken
her funny dancing
and constantly laughing,

I come from don't eat with your hands
Stand up strait
Get your hair out of your face,

I come from difforent langauges
spoken by Aunts and Uncles
cousins
Bozena and James,

I come from poland
I come from italy
I come from my family
and all grew up with.
 
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