Thursday, February 01, 2007
Where I'm from (meme)
This is beautiful...from CuriosityKiller.
There’s this poem generating around the blogsphere originally stemmed from Fragments from Floyd.
You might be surprised what you find as you rummage around in those dusty old trunks–your personality, your family history and traits, and the places you’ve called home–as you complete the poem with your own memories and facts. Let me know if you do one… it may take some time, but I would love to read your versions, as a way to know you better. Photo of the beach at Carter Bay, Manitoulin Island, on the day of our wedding rehearsal (June 16, 2006)
Here’s Where I’m From:
I am from vanilla bean, candles, and hot chocolate; from Fruits and Passion, Bailey's Irish Cream and cashmere. I'm from foreign films, jazz, and love...and of walks on the beach at sunset.
I am from the warm, country, cozy, wood cottage-style, smoke billowing from the fireplace, surrounded by acres and acres of green fields and turquoise water with white sand beaches.
I am from the maple, orchid, woodsy fragrance, the juniper, rose, freshly crisp air...trying to reach and touch the sun and taste the first drops of morning dew.
I am from Christmas dinners, carols, waiting until midnight for Santa to arrive, and boisterous, often resulting in someone getting upset family gatherings...from Rufina, my grandmother and only daughter of the General and Boss Lady.
I am from the generous and loving, the welcoming and conversations that are devoid of social filters.
From little girls should be seen and never heard, and eat everything on your plate- there are children in the world who are dying of starvation.
I am from severely Roman Catholic, church-going, choir singing, don't eat meat on Fridays during lent, and education is your ticket to success, from don't show your emotions so easily, to crying is only for the weak.
I’m from Scarborough, Chinese dim sum Sundays, Caribbean chicken roti and calypso music, huge Filipino family gatherings where everyone is your 'aunt or uncle', Canadian white-anglo and franco neighborhood where the only other Asians are your brother and cousins, spring rolls and pancit noodles.
From the beloved grandfather who passed away way too early in his life without giving me the chance to say goodbye, the darkness despair of a certain incident, and the sad passing of an aunt who loved too much and lost her fight against cancer.
I am from shoe boxes of random memoirs and tattered, yellowing, old photo albums which hold all of my most treasured moments, childhood laughter and nostalgia, all tucked away for posterity to find.
Please do play… here is the format to do your own Where I’m From:
I am from _______ (specific ordinary item), from _______ (product name) and _______.
I am from the _______ (home description… adjective, adjective, sensory detail).
I am from the _______ (plant, flower, natural item), the _______ (plant, flower, natural detail)
I am from _______ (family tradition) and _______ (family trait), from _______ (name of family member) and _______ (another family name) and _______ (family name).
I am from the _______ (description of family tendency) and _______ (another one).
From _______ (something you were told as a child) and _______ (another).
I am from (representation of religion, or lack of it). Further description.
I’m from _______ (place of birth and family ancestry), _______ (two food items representing your family).
From the _______ (specific family story about a specific person and detail), the _______ (another detail, and the _______ (another detail about another family member).
I am from _______ (location of family pictures, mementos, archives and several more lines indicating their worth).
There’s this poem generating around the blogsphere originally stemmed from Fragments from Floyd.
You might be surprised what you find as you rummage around in those dusty old trunks–your personality, your family history and traits, and the places you’ve called home–as you complete the poem with your own memories and facts. Let me know if you do one… it may take some time, but I would love to read your versions, as a way to know you better. Photo of the beach at Carter Bay, Manitoulin Island, on the day of our wedding rehearsal (June 16, 2006)
Here’s Where I’m From:
I am from vanilla bean, candles, and hot chocolate; from Fruits and Passion, Bailey's Irish Cream and cashmere. I'm from foreign films, jazz, and love...and of walks on the beach at sunset.
I am from the warm, country, cozy, wood cottage-style, smoke billowing from the fireplace, surrounded by acres and acres of green fields and turquoise water with white sand beaches.
I am from the maple, orchid, woodsy fragrance, the juniper, rose, freshly crisp air...trying to reach and touch the sun and taste the first drops of morning dew.
I am from Christmas dinners, carols, waiting until midnight for Santa to arrive, and boisterous, often resulting in someone getting upset family gatherings...from Rufina, my grandmother and only daughter of the General and Boss Lady.
I am from the generous and loving, the welcoming and conversations that are devoid of social filters.
From little girls should be seen and never heard, and eat everything on your plate- there are children in the world who are dying of starvation.
I am from severely Roman Catholic, church-going, choir singing, don't eat meat on Fridays during lent, and education is your ticket to success, from don't show your emotions so easily, to crying is only for the weak.
I’m from Scarborough, Chinese dim sum Sundays, Caribbean chicken roti and calypso music, huge Filipino family gatherings where everyone is your 'aunt or uncle', Canadian white-anglo and franco neighborhood where the only other Asians are your brother and cousins, spring rolls and pancit noodles.
From the beloved grandfather who passed away way too early in his life without giving me the chance to say goodbye, the darkness despair of a certain incident, and the sad passing of an aunt who loved too much and lost her fight against cancer.
I am from shoe boxes of random memoirs and tattered, yellowing, old photo albums which hold all of my most treasured moments, childhood laughter and nostalgia, all tucked away for posterity to find.
Please do play… here is the format to do your own Where I’m From:
I am from _______ (specific ordinary item), from _______ (product name) and _______.
I am from the _______ (home description… adjective, adjective, sensory detail).
I am from the _______ (plant, flower, natural item), the _______ (plant, flower, natural detail)
I am from _______ (family tradition) and _______ (family trait), from _______ (name of family member) and _______ (another family name) and _______ (family name).
I am from the _______ (description of family tendency) and _______ (another one).
From _______ (something you were told as a child) and _______ (another).
I am from (representation of religion, or lack of it). Further description.
I’m from _______ (place of birth and family ancestry), _______ (two food items representing your family).
From the _______ (specific family story about a specific person and detail), the _______ (another detail, and the _______ (another detail about another family member).
I am from _______ (location of family pictures, mementos, archives and several more lines indicating their worth).
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15 comments:
You're the first one who's did it since I've posted mine. I think Waz is going to do it too but he hasn't posted it yet. It's beautiful, Chrissy... of course it's not difficult to write something beautiful coming from where you are right now! Manitoulin is that beautiful...
Thanks. I'll be cutting my hair today.
Thanks, Curiosity :) I changed some of the bits and pieces (didn't want to reveal too much info like parents' last names). This meme was shockingly personal and really brought certain feelings and emotions back to the surface- things like my grandfather's death and my aunt passing away...
It's a neat way of gaining new insight and perspective on things.
Can't wait to see your new haircut, chica! I'm sure you'll look gorgeous...as always! :)
Beautiful poem Christine. I won't do one - it's way too introspective for me. (LOL)
Yeah, I am not sure I am capable. I will try though...it is beautiful.
I did it after all...
I emailed mine to you. It didn't turn out as pretty as yours though!
Jill, I checked yours out! Beautiful!
What a beautiful poem.
Found your site via curiositykiller
Boo
What a beautiful poem.
Found your site via curiositykiller
Boo
Thanks, Boo! Oh, and thank you for popping by!
Very beautiful Chris. Love the blog too. I have to say it is very addictive!
Very nice! Do you really live near the beach? Lucky you!
Thanks, T! Thanks Anon! Anon, we do live close to the beach. Actually, we live close to several beaches!
Very nice. I am from MN. I moved because of a little thing called winter.
Thanks for popping by, Mist1! Yeah, winter can be a drag sometimes! I think the snow is pretty though (but I'm not a fan of cold weather)! I love going down south where it's nice and warm. I've got family in Florida, the Caribbean and South America...so if I need a dose of hot weather, I can visit them and enjoy the weather there too :)