I come from my mother's love and father's sacrifices From my sister's confidence and brother's guidance And from the family diners that brought us closer together I come from the chubby cheeks I had when I was five From the skinned knee when I fell running toward my nanny in kindergarten And from the multiple drawings we colored with my classmates I come from telling strangers the meal we just had From the excitement to learn the lyrics of one West Life song And from the many hide and seek games I played in the neighbourhood I come from going off to boarding school at age thirteen From the fear I had to mingle with my age mates And from the many breakfasts I skipped that same year I come from the Gashora girls sisterhood that bonded us together From the meals I brought to my bunk bed mate when she was struck with Malaria And from the the sleepless nights spent mastering integration by parts I come from grabbing opportunities at any chances From the extr...