Sunday, March 27, 2011
When I was about 6 years old, I asked my Daddy for a bike. My daddy built my first bike with love in his hands. He built it from scraps of other bikes. It was metallic blue with green sparkly handle bars and a green banana seat! I loved that bike! I rode it and rode it! One day I decided I wanted to ride without training wheels. My big brother, Ricky, said he would teach me. He held onto the back for awhile. Then, I turned around and Ricky was way back yonder! Of course I fell and cried. Ricky helped me get up and kissed my boo boos. Eventually, I learned to ride without falling. Happy happy times! The bike in the picture looks similar to mine but not identical.