there once was a boy who loved to bike

there once was a boy who loved to bike.

he loved mountains and rivers and streams…

and everything that he could conquer.

he loved going through the mud and puddles and over hills and down slopes…

he loved jumping over rocks and riding down logs…

he loved everything and all of it…

all on his bike.

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one day, while biking, there was a squeaking and a grinding noise and then…

gggrrreeeeckkkk….kerplunkaclunk

a chain fell off of the gear shifter {or something like that} and the bike fell apart…

that is the day that the boy learned a valuable lesson…

you have to take care of the things you love.

if taking care of his bike means cleaning it… then that’s what he’ll do!

and so that’s what he did today…

while the sun was shining…and the weather was calling his name…

instead of taking it out on trails…and exploring on his wheels…

he cleaned.

the end.

***P.S. -the whole story of his bike falling apart isn’t really true… he has always taken really good care of his bike! i just thought it was a boring story without the drama of the bike falling apart on the trail 😉 hee hee. and how does one learn a valuable lesson without going through the drama, i ask??!***

0 Responses to there once was a boy who loved to bike

  1. Pam Holderman March 16, 2011 at 10:45 pm #

    You are blessing my socks off each and every day with these posts!

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