Friday, September 16, 2011

The Best Feeling.

Here I was, at it again. Why am I doing this?  Tevonne could do it. Bj could do it too, and he was half my size.  Mom, gave up on me years ago.  Tired of the tears, and sick of the falling.  But here I was. Again. This time it wasn't some pink little Kmart bike with tassels. No, It was Somebody Elses' bike and this was pavement, not my little dirt road.   But, I want this.  I want to learn how to ride.  Tevonne's a grown-up to me, even though we are the same age.  "You gonna learn how to ride this bike!" she rebuked me.  I got up on her bike as she held my seat. "I got you." she said.  So, I went. I peddled and peddled and...wait...where is Vonne?  "Keep going!" she yells from a house that I had passed houses ago.   "Oh my gosh!" realizing, that now...I can ride too!

1 comment:

  1. what a great analogy to life..interesting on how the learning process of bike riding could have a reflection on how one handles life in general. I never learned how to ride a bike...I fell and gave up :) LOL