Riding a bike is one of the first tastes of freedom a kid can have. There’s something about the adult running alongside the child as they learn to get their balance and work the pedals… and then the inevitable letting go as they send them off down the street, and ultimately, out into the world. The child hears them yell, “Look straight ahead! Pedal faster! You can do it!” And then, after not much time, they are no longer wobbling down the street, and the voice of their parent becomes fainter and fainter. Some parents get a little weepy during these moments of launching their children. But for the kids, feeling the wind in their faces and the world flying by, it’s a discovery of fun and freedom that makes them smile with joy and new-found self-confidence.
For our choir kids, the experience of learning to ride a bike and the adventure that it brings is no less thrilling. Recently, we sat down with the kids and asked them to share their experience of learning to ride a bike and what their dream bike would look like. Their answers made us smile – we think you’ll enjoy them too!
HOW DID YOU LEARN HOW TO RIDE A BIKE?
I learned in a host home with Aunt Racheal. She was helping me because I didn’t know how to balance. She held me and I pedaled and pedaled!
I learned in a host home in Virginia. I was scared I was going to fall, but our host uncle helped me. Then I learned to balance. It is fun!
A boy in a host home showed me how to ride a bike. His name is Cole. Then Uncle Brian held the bike for me… and then he let me go. That day I learned to ride a bike. I was not scared anymore. I wanted to ride again, and again every time! It’s so fun.
I learned to ride a bike in Aunt Jacki’s host home. All the boys rode bikes. I went to the hill. Then the boys helped to push me down the hill! And that is how I learned to ride a bike.
I learned how to ride a bike when we came to America. We were at the host home; they gave me a big bike. Then uncle held the bike from behind and I pedaled. In another host home I learned to ride a bike by myself. First I was feeling scared, then the last time it was okay, and I wanted to ride more and more. I was happy, yes yes!
I did not know how to ride a bike. Then a girl in the host home showed me. Then at Camp Rumney, we had many bikes and I learned how to ride. I was so glad. I love to go fast and slow.
Wow. I remember learning to ride a bike. It was at a host home with a boy called Jason. The uncle helped to push me and to sit in the right position. Then I said, ‘Uncle, can you please leave me to try alone?’ Then I put a lot of speed, faster and faster, wow, I did not know how to stop. I was scared of the speed; Diana came to help. Then we reached Rumney Camp and I got better. At Rumney, we had many bikes – big ones and small ones. We all rode the bikes. I was glad I learned how to ride them! It was so good!
I learned to ride a bike, I think, at home in Uganda. It was not easy. I needed lots of practice.
First learning to ride a bike was scary to me. I thought I was going to fall and hurt myself. All my brothers and sisters know how to ride a bike; I wanted to learn too. John and other kids helped teach me, and Aunt Vesta and Uncle Gary at Camp Rumney. They told me to sit on the bike, they started pushing me, and then I started pedaling and pedaling. It was so fun, wow, when I learned to ride a bike.
Learning to ride a bike was good, but I was scared I might fall down. John, Joseph, Witney helped me to balance. I practiced at Camp Rumney. Wow, there were many bikes to ride.
Click above to watch the kids show off their expertise at biking…. and one who was still a bit wobbly!
IF YOU HAD YOUR OWN BIKE, HOW WOULD YOU DECORATE IT?
Hmmm….. I would pick yellow and green and put some fake flowers on it. The part where you touch [handle bars] I would want to have those ribbons on it.
I would pick a bike with many colors - some purple, pink, yellow, green. And I would want flowers and ribbons.
A bike with lots of colors – pink, white, purple, orange, green, yellow, and red, with hearts and flowers.
It would be bright pink, with purple – not too small, a little bit high, so I can grow. I want it to have a princess with long hair and a crown and to have flowers painted on it.
I want my bicycle to be running fast and to have a nice color – I like orange and pink. I want it to be bigger because when I grow up it will not be too small for me.
I want my bike to look like when it can fit me – not too big, not too small. I think it will be purple, with a star, moon and sun. And also with a scripture, Luke 1:37 – ‘For with God, nothing will be impossible.’ It reminds me that when I fall, God will help me. Then I will be better again; then I will have another time to ride.
Learning to ride a bike is just one of the many exciting new things the kids learn while they're on tour in America. Let's give them a hand for their bravery at trying new things!
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