Today I was teaching an 11-year old boy who has consistently failed
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learn to ride a bike and whose confidence has been shattered through
a
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younger sister who is adept on two wheels. After half an hour on the grass, pedals off and saddle down, he
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30 yards, and when asked how he felt he came out with "I am just _so_ happy". The grin was ear to ear.
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This is a day I shall long remember and makes teaching cycling so rewarding :-)
It's a nice feeling isn't it. You never forget how you learned to ride a bike, just like you never forget your driving instructor.
I've found in similar circumstances that it's about 4/5 mental and 1/5 physical.
My 4yo went from stabilizer junkie to cyclist in about 2hrs. Remarkable how fast they can learn. Now if the 7yo could just learn to play the recorder as proficiently as he cycles... regards, Daren -- remove outer garment for reply
It's a nice feeling isn't it. You never forget how you learned to ride a bike, just like you never forget your driving instructor.
Actually I have forgotten how I learnt to ride a bike. My parents claim that I stayed at a farm with some cousins and could ride a bike when I came back but I can't even remember that visit, I must have been around 4 yo or so.
It's a nice feeling isn't it. You never forget how you learned to ride a bike, just like you never forget your driving instructor.
Actually I have forgotten how I learnt to ride a bike.
That's just what I was thinking. I probably first rode a bike when I was about seven, but I didn't have one of my own until I was about thirteen.
I haven't forgotten, because I was 20. My then boyfriend (now husband) decided that I needed a bike for the 4 mile trip into university. Without consulting me he bought a 5 speed Raleigh with drop handlebars and 600C wheels for my 20th birthday. He reasoned that it was the smallest adult bike so it would fit me, but he was wrong. I can't put both feet flat either side of the cross bar, one foot has to be on tip toe. Anyway he gave me this thing, I got on it and pedaled off without thinking about it, no problem till I got to the end of the road and didn't know how to stop. I tried to put a foot down but into the gutter which was lower than the wheel, which resulted in a slow fall over sideways. I learnt to stop with a foot on a kerb first, then on the road. Then there was the week when I could change up gear by making a wild swipe for the down tube but didn't have enough control to change down again. I never did learn to use the drops, only ever used the suicide levers, because I really cannot reach them. Despite it being too big for me I used the bike daily to commute and voluntarily went for rides at weekends. -- Error in REALITY.SYS. Run BIGBANG.EXE (Y/N) Steph Peters delete invalid from [email hidden] Tatting, lace & stitching page <http://www.sandbenders.demon.co.uk/index.htm>
<OT> I was sitting on a bus yesterday and passed a church. A small voice behind me piped "Jesus says I am the light of the world." (or whatever was on the board outside church.) "Very good." I said "I didn't know he could read!" said woman accompanying child. (The lady might have been his mother but I'm not sure.) "He certainly can!" said I.
The child had just finished Reception class in school. This was the first time he'd apparently read anything which wasn't in a reading book. Somehow he'd leapt a literacy hurdle...
