My transportation is my bike, through rain, wind and sun I am on my bike. I CRASHED! Going down a busy highway ,on the sidewalk a swarm of bugs having a conference in the middle of the sidewalk directly at my face level so I turned my head closed my eyes and mouth tight when I opened my eyes there was a very thick cable also sharing the sidewalk, I swerved only to hit a much bigger cable that flung me into the red tip bushes , Only my feet could be seen out of the bushes. I felt like I had been thrown off of a horse. I untangled myself from the bike and looked out of the bushes my dark eyes met a little boys dark eyes, he looked at me with such empathy he too had felt the hurts of a crash
TIME TO FLY
GOING FORWARD
Monday, September 27, 2010
CRASH AND BURN
My transportation is my bike, through rain, wind and sun I am on my bike. I CRASHED! Going down a busy highway ,on the sidewalk a swarm of bugs having a conference in the middle of the sidewalk directly at my face level so I turned my head closed my eyes and mouth tight when I opened my eyes there was a very thick cable also sharing the sidewalk, I swerved only to hit a much bigger cable that flung me into the red tip bushes , Only my feet could be seen out of the bushes. I felt like I had been thrown off of a horse. I untangled myself from the bike and looked out of the bushes my dark eyes met a little boys dark eyes, he looked at me with such empathy he too had felt the hurts of a crash
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reminds me of when i fell head over heels down those cement stairs at uvsc...my backpack was too heavy. but nobody saw my fall. i'm glad you had some empathy at the end of yours.
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