Sunday, November 13, 2005

Jesse does a wheelie

Jesse wanted a BMX bike so bad he could taste it. There had been a number of time already where he had asked his parents if he could get one for his birthday, for Christmas and every other holiday where there were presents given. He was starting to feel like there was some strange conspiracy preventing him from having a BMX bike. Jesse wasn't a follower -- none of his friends had a BMX bike. In fact the fad with all his friends leaned towards your typical 10-speed. The strange thing was that there was no reason why he wanted that kind of bike, well except for one -- the desire to perfect the best wheelie. Even this he didn't want to show off to his friends but rather just to know for himself that he could do one.

This obsession with poppin' a wheelie became so apparently one day when he took his little sisters tricycle out for a spin and got up enough speed to get the front tire up in the air. But sadly only for a few seconds. The second time he tried to gain more speed by driving down a gravel hill. Gravel hills always scared Jesse because once his friend Steven built up way too much speed going down and ended up tumbling and scraping his face along the rocks. This was something that Jesse did not want to experience. But at this point, things were getting desperate. People gathered around and word spread through the city that a kid was planning on trying to pop a wheelie on tricycle was was literally 3 sizes too small for him. A crowd has already gathered at the hill when he came up looking pretty ridiculous in his baggy jeans on the tricycle. His sister in the distance was crying and screaming for Jesse to get off her only means of transportation especially since the Green Machine had to be put by the curb because another one of Jesse's friends who was too big for it sat on it and broke. Jesse's sister was heartbroken even though the Green Machine was Jesse's when he was younger.

The hill was large and the grey stones glimmered in the sunshine that day and at the top of the hill, Jesse looked over and saw the bottom and tried to map out in his head where the right point would be for him to attempt the wheelie. He began to pedal and the crowd gasped. In the seconds when he started tumbling down the hill Jesse heard his mother in the distance screaming out to him. He couldn't make out the 3 letters she was scream. He me next? What was she saying? He looked over and saw the line of people screaming by, trees, leaves, squirrels and then finally caught on in focus glimpse of his mother. She had beside her a shiny lime green BMX bike with a huge red bow attached to the front. Jesse blinked once trying to figure out if it was like the flash of a subliminal image, if it was actually a real thing since he only caught a second. The lime green image was left on his retinas as the world flew by. And in that moment of joy when he realized that his mother had FINALLY got him the only thing he ever wanted, he suddenly remembered where he was and what he was doing and what he was supposed to do in the proposed spot. The wheelie. He lost control of the pedals and let them take on a mind of their own and as the tricycle finally hit level ground he used all his strength and weight and lifted the wheel off the ground. He had done it and done it looking ridculous on a tricycle. He didn't need that flashy lime green BMX to make his dream come true. As the wheel hit the ground he turned around and looked up and saw the the crowd had disappated and all that was left was his sister screaming:

"Give me back my bike you jerk."
"Shut up! Where's mom?"
"Mom's not here, no one is."
"Oh."

Didn't like lime green anyway thought Jesse.

1 Comments:

Blogger Ian Wineberg said...

Stayed engaged from start to finish, made me feel like I was a kid again. Enjoyed :)

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