I watched my daughter ride her pushbike today. For those who are not familiar with a pushbike, it is a bike without crank and pedals; you push along with your feet.
She has gone around the block in her bamboo pushbike many times before, but this is the first time that she has done it, and actually gotten far.
She sat on the seat, and then partly walked-partly ran (picture how the Flintstones did it with their car); and when she had her momentum, she extended her legs to maintain her balance.
After a few runs, she rushed back to the house with her brother in tow, demanding that the training wheels of the bigger bike hanging in the garage be taken out.
Her older brother excitedly agreed with her and said, “Mom, she is ready for the big bike!” (I will explain in a future post why he is just as excited as his sister!)
Ninong (godfather) Eric especially made her bamboo pushbike when we were in Manila. My brother, Eric, makes bamboo bike frames and has a workshop in Lipa, Batangas. As a Christmas present to his inaanak (godchild), he made my daughter her very own bamboo bike with pretty purple wheels.
Bringing it back to the US was a cinch: once the handlebar was removed from the frame, the whole bike fit perfectly in a large suitcase. A simple wrench was the only tool used.
When I complained about gas prices reaching $4.45 not so long ago, my brother offered to make me an electric bamboo bike.
Not shabby, I thought…if only I knew how to ride a bike.