My escapades with trying to learn how to ride a bike.
Am I the only one in the world that doesn’t know how to ride a bike? Oh, it wasn’t for the lack of trying but some things are just not meant to be. Everyone in my family knows about my encounters with bikes over the years and for some reason it has been a standing joke at every gathering, as for me I really don’t know why they would be dredging this up. I’ll tell you of my experiences and you can be the judge.
When we were kids our family was very poor. Now, with seven kids there was no bike. When I was ten years old my friend got a brand, new, shiny bike and out of the goodness of her heart she decided that I would learn how to ride. She had me climb on the two wheeler and gave me shove on down the road. I was feeling quite proud of myself, wind blowing through my hair, going faster than I ever had before, life was good until I spotted the old man coming out of his gate. My friend had forgotten to tell me how to stop.
For some reason I could not turn the bike, it was like a magnet headed right for the old man. Yep, I hit him and sent him flat on his behind while I went flying on top of him and the bike coming in last. I jumped up and grabbed the bike and without so much as a “Good Day” and ran with the bike at my side right back to my friend. I gladly passed the bike back and went home to soothe my bangs and scrapes that I had gotten from my encounter. I have often thought of that poor old man over the years.
Fast forward to age twenty two. Again my best friend had a bike, she rode everywhere on this bike and not having a driver’s license I envied her and how easy she made riding look. Yep, she offered to teach me how to ride. Now remember I still had not forgotten how my last encounter went, when trying to ride a bike. Her bike was adult size (She should have had training wheels) so I, in my insanity, decided I could do this. Her bike also had a banana seat, you know, the ones with the very pointy front. I climbed on the bike once more and took a couple of rides down our side walk. By now I had gained some confidence and remember thinking “This is a snap”.
Yaffel
You dear, you ought to get an award for perseverance! I was never good at roller skating (indoors, rink type) My sisters could turn and skate backwards and all I did way turn and land on my bottom. No amount of instruction ever taught me how to get the hang of this feat. I gave up before I became mashed under the thundering herd of skaters! 
Somethings are not meant to be.
Lol.. I too am unable to ride a bicycle. As a child I always see my brothers and neighbours riding a bicycle but they always fell down and get all bloody, which is what I fear the most. My several attempts on riding a bicycle didn’t help either since I fell too. Yep this had been a standing joke for my family too. And just now I accidentally slipped that I didn’t know how to ride a bike when my friends invited me for a gathering in a park..and they all think I was like an alien from the farthest galaxy. Now I regret telling people my little secret even to my best friends. Lol.. I’m quite relieved I’m not the only one in the world. 
Thanks.
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