Learning to Ride a Bicycle
With a smile, I often return to, what was for me, a special personal experience of learning to bike. I begged my dad for my first bicycle with all the typical excuses and promises. Finally, the day arrived when I received a classic red bicycle and headed out immediately to try it on, making a confident ceremony of ‘giving’ my big trike to my sister as I rolled ‘my’ bicycle to the street. And, right away after getting on the bike, I crashed.
And I crashed quite a bit before becoming disenchanted. Putting the bike away that day, I even used some of my dad’s excuses for why I was not re