I have a big bandage on my face and my hand is really hurting me. 😦
Da took the stabilisers off my bike. At last! I hate them. Simon O’Reilly keeps jeering me when I pass him.
Every time he sees me on my bike he says,
“Nice pram you have there Lizzy.”
He’s a right pig sometimes.
Da helped me to learn to ride the bike on my own. I kept telling him to let go but he wouldn’t. Then when he did I fell over. It took ages but I was able to ride the bike on my own eventually.
Every day I cycled around the block but no one saw me. None of my friends were around. None of the neighbours were out. Not one person apart from my family had seen me ride the bike properly.
I was cycling up and down outside the house and I thought, What comes next? After you learn to ride your bike without stabilisers, what is the next thing you learn?
I thought about it for a while and then BINGO! You learn to ride the bike with your eyes closed! That must be it.
I didn’t want to ask Da, I wanted to learn this on my own. I knew it wouldn’t be easy so I did what Dad did with the stabilizers and just closed one at a time. So I cycled up down the road the road with one eye closed. That was easy.
But when I tried it with both eyes closed… the first thing I felt was the handle bars digging in to my belly, then the lumpy wall scraping my face. By the time I opened my eyes I was on the ground, trapped under the bike.
Worst of all, Simon O’Reilly walked by, laughing and shouting
“ha ha ha Lizzy fell out of her pram”.
I hate Simon O’Reilly… and bicycles 😦
I shouldn’t laugh but it’s kinda funny. I was so terrified at riding without training wheels that I never would have dreamed of riding with my eyes closed.
KC @ The Occasional Adventures of a Hermit & Oh Frog It
I know… she didn’t think it through… Silly girl! 🙂
Just when you think you’ve got it figured out, you take a tumble, right? I remember the day my father tried to teach me to ride a bicycle. It didn’t go well.
Yeah! Poor Lizzy. She’s a bit hapless alright 🙂
Brill..This is the second blog I’ve read about bikes. Last time I rode a bike was up in Tymon park, I fell off on my arse and never rode again. Lizzie is gas 🙂
She’s a madser! Don’t know where she gets it from! 😀
She shoulda known – you do it with No Hands first!!!
I know! Bless her… as her Da oftens says to her… “You’re not with the woolich today are you Lizzy!” 😀
Ouch! Well, now Lizzy knows not to ride with her eyes closed. The ending line made this story quite funny.
Oh yes. Lesson learned.
She’s a funny kid alright 😀
I was terrified of riding bikes before I learned to ride them. I did fall, once. Once was enough, Ithink.
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I think it’s one of those childhood experiences that everyone remembers Damyanti 🙂
you nailed all those feelings and anxieties perfectly .. I was right back there, losing control as my Dad me go, careering off the path into a large pile of dog poo..
Thank you Tom!! 😉 That’s so encouraging!
PS Any pics of that??? 😀
Awww Lizzy! That Simon is making me mad..laughing at you…Grrr!
I feel like running him over on my bike but that wouldn’t be nice.
Maybe she’ll get him back at some stage….. 24 to go… Plenty of time 🙂
Great story. I didn’t learn until I was about 10 and then suddenly one day it just clicked.
Isn’t it amazing how one day we can’t balance and the next day we can!
Thanks for popping back 🙂 x
Crash and burn, one of the best ways to learn when riding a bike.
Well she never tried that one again! 😉
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Wonderful story, wonderfully told. My Dad helped me learn to ride a bike too!
Thanks LuAnn 🙂
I’ll be sure to pop by your and see how it’s going.
I hope you’re enjoying it! I am x
Ouch. Yes you have to be careful on the old bike. I’ve had my share of accidents and I live to write about them too. LOL
Our blunders are the best writing fodder we have I reckon LOL
Thanks so much for popping in, I’ll be sure to do the same x
Wonderful Lizzy. I will enjoy reading about her. Sorry about her bo-bo.
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Thanks Jan. she has some tales to tell alright 🙂
Thanks for posting about bikes. When I was that young all my best adventures grew from how much further you could travel on a bike than when we were walking. I’m surprised your Lizzy tried to ride with her eyes closed next, I thought everyone tried to ride with no hands once they could keep going forward with out falling off? 😉
Yes that is the next ‘sensible’ step but poor Lizzy rarely takes that one. 🙂
Thanks so much for popping in
I fell off my bike twice and broke an arm. First time I was eight, the second in my twenties. Painful memories both 🙂
Haha Pete you made me laugh 🙂
Thanks
This is adorable and funny. My dad gave me a bike without training wheels and I fell a lot. I think he thought it was the best way to learn.
Thanks Elizabeth. I think everyone remembers learning
Appreciate you popping in 😉
delightful! 😀
Thank you Melody 🙂 x
All of us go through this learning to ride. I like your story.
Thanks Joe 🙂
My mum always says that when she is in a dangerous situation behind the wheel, her first instinct is to cover her eyes. Not good, mum, not good. 😛
Oh my goodness hahaha
Bad enough on a bicycle! 🙂
We all had a Simon O’Reilly didn’t we? Mine seemed as worse as they come, and growing up with a stammer didn’t really help matters! I was always waiting for that not so creative snide remark. He did get a whole lot nicer come high school though. Well, I was a whole lot taller then too;)
Fun read – Looking forward to more!!!
Erick @ A Brief Sinfonia: Loving You’re Wife From A-Z
hah! yes that might have made a difference.
but you’re right. I think even Simon O’Reilly probably had one too!
Great story that brought back memories. Loved the ending the most.
thanks DL.
Lizzy’s character seems to be developing all by itself! 😀
Some characters just must be heard in their own way and we are merely the vehicle.
Used to hear folk say that and only now starting to get what it means 🙂
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If I had a nickel for every time this has happened to me…
hahaha would you be rich?
thanks so much for stopping by 🙂