As I was walking home this evening, a little girl was riding her bike inposted by thirteen at 3:55 PM on August 24, 2001
the middle of the street. She still had the training wheels on as she
wobbled and struggled to peddle. It reminded me of when I was little
and how badly I wanted a bicycle but couldn't get one. My parents
wouldn't let me have a bike until I was 12; my mom was too afraid I'd
hurt myself. I'd pass the bike section in the store and just look, having
given up asking my parents about it long ago. I eventually did get one
after much pleading and begging. Amazingly, getting my driver's license
at 16 and the subsequent borrowing of the family car passed without
incident.
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posted by hincandenza at 6:47 PM on August 24, 2001
posted by y6y6y6 at 10:37 AM on August 24, 2001 [1 favorite]