Favorite Toy – January 30, 1992

My favorite childhood toy was probably my bike. I was always riding around somewhere. I remember when I was first trying to learn how to ride it. I kept falling off and I got mad and started crying. I have never had much patience. But, after I learned, I thought I was something else. I would ride around with no hands and try to "pop a wheelie". I would ride into town since we lived on Centerville street. I went to the flower shop and bought my mom flowers. Once, I was riding and a dog chased me and bit me on the leg. I dropped my bike and ran home as fast as I could. Once I slipped and the back of my knee hit the spiked pedal and cut it open. I was a wreckless child, and I always had a bunch of bruises and scrapes. I was always running around without shoes and stubbing a toe or something.