If my body is a templeWhy is it full of trashChipped bricksAnd a broken roof Far from holy If my body is a templeWhy do people wreck itBurn down its ideasAnd let it sitGathering dustIf my body is a templeWhy aren’t there people whoWorship itDraw towards itIf my body is a templeWhy are they not admiring itInstead of the old menWho comment on its beautyFailing to see the inside 

This is a short story about the first time I tried skateboarding. I always admired the sport so for me to have the opportunity to try it was a blessing because I learned a lot about the sport and about myself.  Me & my Board: PERSONAL ESSAY pART 2 My older sister always told me learning new skills requires practice, courage, and confidence. That is what I remembered when I ...