Incense

By Carly

Sniff, sniff…the pleasant smell of incense drifted through the temple.  We walked over through the bustling courtyard to people in blue robes holding incense and waving it around people.  It was a funny sight.  There was a waiting line in front of all the people in blue robes.  We realized as somebody took out a shirt and had incense waved around it, that they were blessing clothing.  We heard crying.  A baby, by the looks of it, was getting blessed and screaming at the top of her lungs and obviously trying to wiggle out of her father’s grip until the blesser let them go.  There were teenagers with unusual hairstyles and earrings getting blessed.  There were old ladies and all sorts of funky people.  Since the line had about 20 people in it, we decided to give up the opportunity of getting blessed and walked off to explore the rest of the temple.

The temple

The blessing people in blue robes

The doors