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The September 17, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" is What memories does your bicycle have for you? I remember my birthday bike, I graduated to it from a trike. I'm not sure which birthday I received the bicycle. I was either seven or eight years old. I thought I was a big girl because I graduated from three wheels to two wheels. Of course, it was much more difficult to ride on two wheels then three wheels, but eventually I learned to balance. That was one of my biggest accomplishments up to that point. It is interesting that I learned to balance a bike, but in all the years I worked as a food server I could never learn to balance a food serving tray. Bicycle memories I remember my birthday bike, The first time I rode I yelled whoopee, I graduated to it from a trike. I thought my bike the most beautiful sight, I was happy to be me, I remember my birthday bike, To school I did not have to hike, I went on a riding spree, I graduated to it from a trike. Once I rode the bike at night, I fell off and skinned my knee. I remember my birthday bike, When riding I was a joyful sight. I felt like I was free. I remember my birthday bike, That blue bike I really liked, I rode with abandoned glee, I remember my birthday bike, I graduated to it from a trike. |