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Where I'm From


Where I’m From… I am from the vast land of Africa, the land of my father and mother. I am from the womb of Agnes and the heart of Austin. Bullets flying and Grenades bombing, people dropping like flies, the motherland being destroyed are the memories I remember the most. From New York to Philly to Alabama and Florida, I have had my fair share of traveling. I am from Hurst to Bedford, from Harrison Lane to L.D. Bell. I am from regular classes to advance classes. From high school to college, as a student to a missionary doctor. I am from my heavenly father, Jesus, from hatred to love from war to peace. I am from a Christian home. From bible study to Sunday school, my life revolves around the Church. I am from a pastor house and a nurse’s home. From religion to education, my life continue to progress forward. I am from the International Baccalaureate program, in which I joined at the age of 16, to prove that Africans can be just as smart and hardworking. I am from an honorable family. From pastors to deacons, from nurses to mothers. I strive to make my parents proud. Always remembering that Jesus loves me is what motivates me. To my past classmates and future lifelong friends, always remember that Jesus loves you
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