Bump bump bump bump bump ¨come on come on whoooooo let's try it again.¨ ¨Fine i will go and get your ripstik for you.¨I knew that Lia did not want it be be mine again.She gave it back and i learned how to ride.I fell and fell and fell and fell over and over and over again.But then out of a miracle i started to go and did not fall off.The wind on my face flowing throw my hair,none ending cool and warm wind all on my body.moving side to side slowly I turned then clunk.The hard dark green grass flung me off only to add aching in my leg.My leg ached like never before.I could’nt even lift I slowly hoped up to my house then I opened my mouth and said ¨Guess what dad,I learned how to use a black ripstik.¨I cheered excitedly ¨Izaak you're doing it you are doing it by yourself.¨ …show more content…
Like when I was doing the ripstik.I was practicing it. I still am.You can never be to good at something.If you really are perfect at something remember what got you there.Practiceing did.So remember practice makes