Watching my brother ride his bike straight into a thorn bush!
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09-02-2006, 05:53 PM #1
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Aperte mala cm est mulier, tum demum est bona. -- Syrus, Maxims
(When a woman is openly bad, she is at last good.)
Edepol nunc nos tempus est malas peioris fieri. -- Plautus, Miles Gloriosus
(Now is the time for bad girls to become worse still.)
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09-03-2006, 01:09 AM #2
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I turned 6 when I got this bike. My dad calls for me and I come into the kitchen. He tells me that he thinks one of my friends left a bike in the garage and I should come look at it so we can call the little girl that it belongs to. It's this beautiful blue Ross Polobike with a banana seat and a red and white basket. It's my absolute heart's desire. I am speechless. I have no idea whose bike it is and I tell my dad this. Meanwhile, my mom and Nona who lived with us were gathered around the door from the kitchen watching. Then my dad says, "Well hon, I guess you're the little girl that this bike belongs to. Happy early Birthday." It was the very first time in my life I cried from happiness. I may have posted this picture before, but so what. I loved that bike and I was pretty much glued to it whenever the weather was good until I finally got too tall for it when I was 12.
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