Who Taught You to Ride a Bike?
I was six.
There was a long, flat road in front of our suburban house in Palos Heights, Illinois.
We had a gravel driveway.
I remember the gravel because I didn’t quite make the turn into the driveway, fell and scraped my knee on the gravel.
And, that was the end of bike riding lessons for awhile, because we were getting ready to move to Iowa that summer.
Gravel – Consists of small stones-rocks. Svenska: Vanligt grus. Camera: Nikon D50 Location: Gothenburg, Sweden. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Dad had been running behind me, holding on to the back of the seat, then letting go, for however many times I was willing to try, until the gravel driveway ended the lessons.
The next lessons were on a hilly sidewalk in front of our house in Iowa.
I couldn’t ride down the hill yet, but somehow, riding up the hill seemed comfortable.
By this time, Dad could mostly watch, just standing in our yard, next to the hill.
In the end, I rode the bike to school to practice in their field.
The last thing I learned was how to turn, just before I would have run head on into my girlfriend, who was also just learning to turn and still stay upright.
I started second grade the next year.
Three years after that, I got a full-size, 26-inch bike.
My brothers opened it by mistake on Christmas morning before I was up.
They tried to put the box back together when they saw it was girl’s bike, and only then noticed, in great big letters on the side of the box, the name, Carol.
It went to college with me.
Thanks for your patience, Dad.
Who taught you to ride a bike?
What else did they teach you?
Did you teach your children to ride bikes?
To you and the many things you have to teach your grandchildren.
Carol Covin, Granny-Guru
- Watching a 7 Year Old Learn to Ride a Bike (benjisimon.blogspot.com)
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Who Taught You To Ride a Bike?