Why is it that leaves can fall, but we can’t? Every year, they fly off of the trees with the slightest gust of wind. However, when people fall short of the standard, we persecute them. Well here I am, a leaf. We are all leaves and a part of one tree. We work together and we pursue a common goal: a life worth living. I am a leaf. Though I may fall away some times, I grow again and live to tell the tale. Next time, perhaps, I will cling to my roots longer, and my fall won’t be so hard.