My two-wheeler has four wheels.
"Oh, wow! A two-wheeler! It's just what I wanted!" I said.
My new bike was blue, my favorite color. It had sparkly handlebars, the kind I love.
But my new bike had FOUR wheels.
"I didn't want a two-wheeler with four wheels," I said. "I wanted a two-wheeler with two wheels."
"The training wheels help you learn to ride," said Daddy. "Once you know how, we'll take them off."
I laughed. "I already know how to ride. Watch me."
I put on my helmet, got on my new bike, and...it wobbled. I leaned to the light.
It wobbled more. I leaned to the left. It wobbled even more!
"Don't lean," said Daddy. "Use the training wheels to balance."
I tried, but it was too late.
C-R-A-S-H! My bike fell over, right into a big bush!
"Maybe the training wheels don't work," I said.
"Maybe you need to practice a little more" Daddy said.
Again and again, I rode up and down the block. Pretty soon, my bike hardly wobbled.
"Hey, Daddy," I yelled. "Look at me go!"
I was getting too good for training wheels.
Suddenly, a big white cat ran in front of me. I put my feet
down to stop. But my bike kept going!
"Push back on the pedals," called Daddy. "Use your brakes."
I tried, but I pushed back so hard, I forgot to balance. My bike wobbled to the right. Then it wobbled to the left.
Just as the cat ran off into the yard, C-R-A-S-H! My bike landed on the grass.
"It's a good thing you are wearing your helmet," said Daddy.
"And long pants," I said. "I didn't even scrape my knees."
I looked at the training wheels.
"Do you want me to take them off?" asked Daddy.
I thought about the bush. I thought about the grass. I thought about the cat.
"Nope," I said. "Not yet. A two-wheeler with four wheels is just what I wanted!"
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|Title Annotation:||short story|
|Author:||Haspel, Diane E.|
|Publication:||Humpty Dumpty's Magazine|
|Date:||Mar 1, 1994|
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