|The Bigwheel (youngsters:humor, 2740 words)|
|Author: audonick||Added: Feb 09 2004||Views/Reads: 3123/1636||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This is how a simple trike known as the bigwheel can be used by some very creative children|
One of the most popular tricycles that has ever been made is the bigwheel. This trike, constructed entirely of plastic with a large front wheel, two wide racing slicks on the back, and an adjustable seat on a sleek body. This style has been the rave for years by all kids in neighborhoods throughout the country. This tricycle, being nearly indestructible and safe in the hands of "normal" children, is a favorite among parents as well. They buy it willingly for their children knowing that the bigwheel will be around for years to come. I guess we weren't quite normal. Possibly it was the environment in which we grew up. You see, the bigwheel was meant to be ridden on sidewalks, driveways, parking lots, and other paved surfaces. I guess that's where it all started. Throughout our four acres of property, there wasn't one paved place to ride our bigwheel. Why the P's (meaninng the parents) ever bought the thing was a mystery to me, and in the end, it probably was as much a mystery to the P's as well. It all started innocently enough. It had been raining for a couple of days and the house, no matter how big it was, just wasn't large enough for three kids, two yapping poodles, and the cat. Mom was really starting to get frazzled. After about the hundredth trip up and down the cellar stairs, slamming the door on each occasion, mom finally broke. "Why don't you kids just go out and play?" It sounded more like a plea than a question. We looked at her as if we thought she had lost her mind. Carl ran to the window to see if the rain had--by some miracle-- stopped. "But Mommy, it's still raining out. We can't go outside in this," Virgil said. "Just go out and play. Why don't you guys go play on the porch? At least you would get some fresh air," she said. At that moment all mom was interested in was getting us out of the house and out of her hair for a while. "Okay Mommy we'll go outside and play," we all chimed, and out the front door we went. Well, we got outside and soon the novelty wore off. Sure the front porch was big, it wrapped around the better part of the house, and was probably ten feet wide, but there just wasn't anything to do. "Man, there ain't nuthin' to do out here," Virgil said. "Maybe I'll just go in and read," I said. "Maybe Mom will let us watch TV," Virgil said. "I don't think so. She just about had a conniption before she sent us out here. I think she'll totally wig out if we ask her to watch TV." "I got an idea. Why don't we see if Mom will let us ride the bigwheel out here? Travis, go ask her," Bev said. "Okay, be right back," I said. Looking back, it seemed like a harmless request so I really didn't have a problem asking her. I found Mom at the kitchen table. It seemed as though she were regaining her composure; she didn't even flinch when the office door slammed. "Mom, can we ride the bigwheel?" I asked. "Its raining out, I don't want you kids off the front porch," she stated flatly. "But Mom, we can ride it on the porch? It's probably the only place we can ride it. It's the closest thing to pavement that we have. Besides its plenty big enough." I said. "Okay, but just be careful. I don't want anybody getting killed out there," she said matter-of-factly. One thing about Mom, she never said "don't get hurt." Getting hurt Click here to read the rest of this story (248 more lines)
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