Was That a Victory?
I was riding a bicycle, and my children were clapping for me, which caused my neighbors to emerge and see what all the commotion was about. Was that...
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The Perfect Bike
I walked past it every day, where it sat in a shop window. I wanted it so badly; the perfect color, shape, and size. "Not yet," I was...
Four Wheeled Two-Wheeler
Hurriedly, she thought she rode down that narrow road Through the thick, white snow, toward the rusty pole "Three houses left till she reaches the goal," whispered her older cousin...
Movement, Wind, and Mastery
“I knew I had given him a wonderful gift: to be able to taste the joy of movement, wind, and mastery.”Jenni Ho-Huan During school break, we loved to...
Airing Up My Tires
“Even when I rode into a 25-mph headwind that reduced my progress to a slow grind, I didn't care: I felt alive again.”Teegan Nordhues It was a typical dinner...
I’ll Support You
“I cycled through tunnels and open sky with the exhilaration of my first childhood ride.”Emmily Magtalas Rhodes “You always have to fall before you learn,” Nanay said. I was seven, and she...
Airline in June
"We decided to stop more often, snap several family photos, and take more time to appreciate the scenery."Stacy Wolinski I’m a lifelong nature lover. Growing up, I enjoyed...
My Red Ranger and Me
My best memories—those that return again and again—are of my Hero Hansa bicycle, which my father bought me in the third grade. I loved it so much that...