My son's first attempt at learning to ride a bicycle without training wheels. He needs lots more training, but he's already declared that he won't go on the two-wheeler again. After all the troubles I went through to get his gears. I thought Toys 'R Us or Modell's would carry something decent, but Toys only had large pads for bladerollers while Moe only had kid-sized pads. In the end, I got the whole set of knee pads, elbow pads, and wrist pads from Target. The only thing left to be done is for my kid to succeed at riding the bike.
I cannot recall how long it took me to learn, or even who taught me. I definitely learned it while we lived at Block D of the Nguye^~n Va(n Thoa.i apartment complex in Cho Lon, Viet Nam. We lived on the third floor and it had to be quite a hassle to bring the bike to the street. Maybe my eldest sister taught me or maybe my father was the instructor. How unfortunate we didn't have camcorder back in the late 1970s...
One bicycling memory I have is of one time after I knew how to ride I gave my father a lift far away. The trip was just for me to have fun riding the bike with a passenger and had no other purpose. My father was bulky, especially compared to the typical person in Viet Nam. At one point, while being my passenger, some passerby questioned my father why he made his son do the hard work. My father smiled and told the person that I was having fun and my father only went along for me.
xjx2, Best wishes to your learning experience with bike riding. I love bicycling and so does Justin but he is so afraid of falling he still does not know how to ride. We'll definitely give it another try this spring and summer.
qaptainqwerty 2 years ago