I’m from a place where the best news is that a steer got out of his pen.

I’m from a small home then one day I moved into a “mansion”.

I’m from being raised by loving parents.

I’m from a family who loves to cook and bake, and they’re good at it too.

I’m from the smell of a bakery and fresh cut flowers.

I’m from the clanging of dirty dishes to the annoying sound of the timer going off.

I’m from a small school that no one knows, LeTort.

I’m from going to the mountains and spending time with family.

I’m from where those old photo albums are kept.

I’m from a family where I am the oldest grandchild and great grandchild.

I’m from those old country songs that I still listen to.

I’m from learning the importance of agriculture.

I’m from the place I call home.

Kalee French