Skateboarding

10Jan08

I ollie to the
Kickflip with my
Board, trucks, &
Wheels, the tricks
Are the element
My board I have
To ride, smoothly
I steady, I kick
Faster & faster
I bail & fall now.
It is a disaster.
I am no longer
The master.

by Giuliano, 9th Grade

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  1. 1 gautami tripathy on January 10, 2008 said:

    Your kids are so amazing. I get so much insights.

  2. 2 Tumblewords on January 10, 2008 said:

    What fun! That’s as close to skateboarding as I’ve been in some time!

  3. 3 whypaisley on January 10, 2008 said:

    that was wonderful… i have never tried it,, but i wouldn’t mind watching!!!!!

  4. 4 ...deb on January 10, 2008 said:

    It’s a great poem and so nice to hear about disaster from a kid’s standpoint. Brave one, that.

  5. 5 Linda Jacobs on January 11, 2008 said:

    Delightful sounds in here! Excellent job!

  6. 6 Robynnert on March 21, 2008 said:

    omg.. good work, man

  7. 7 J.B on April 3, 2008 said:

    I <3 SKATEBOARDING!IT IS SO AWESOME! AND THAT POEM MADE MY FRIEND TRY SKATEBOARDING!

  8. 8 sammybat on May 15, 2008 said:

    This is an awesome poem. I love it. You have very good writing skills. Keep up the good work, pal.

  9. 9 john on May 21, 2008 said:

    0mg i love this poem im using it for school.

  10. 10 MIKE on May 21, 2008 said:

    USING FOR SCHHOL! IM BAD AT POETRY AND THIS WILL HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!

  11. 11 tina on May 24, 2008 said:

    I love your poem im using it for school to pick outa authors poem and i just love skateboarding ………………………………..GOOD JOB

  12. 12 Dion on June 4, 2008 said:

    Thats Bad Gee I Said Dat 2 My Class And Dey Cracked Up Laughing

    LOL

  13. 13 anonymous on July 14, 2008 said:

    Forget It - Let Me Skate
    by anonymous
    Pavement - my boundless world
    free to fly
    empowered by this feeling she sends;
    free until the pigs roll around -
    they clip my wings,
    taking part of me away;
    make me feel empty inside.
    I can’t go on this way;
    I need somewhere to go.
    When love has me down,
    when school pins me down,
    when her shit holds me down,
    when all luck has escaped me,
    let me strap on my skates.
    Let me roll down the street;
    let me try the tricks
    even if I break myself.
    I do it for my mental health.
    I need to feel her there;
    I need to be in peace.
    I need to hear the silence;
    I need to live.
    SKATE OR DIE.

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