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Linda Stamper:
My mom was my hero - The day was tough. I was trying to learn to ride a bike, my mom was teaching me. Both knees and both elbows were scraped and bloody. I fell and fell again. My mom was running next to me trying to help me get my balance. I fell so many times, so many but the drive wouldn't leave me. I think I was pissed that my sister could ride and I couldn't yet. My mom caught me a lot but didn't a lot. every hard fall mom tried to get me to take a break and wait awhile. I just couldn't stop. I knew mom was tired so I agreed to take a break. Mom went to our front yard and sat back in a lawn chair and a neighbor came over laughing at mom and sat down in the grass next to her. I walk down the sidewalk pushing the bike I was agitated. I was short even reaching the peddles was difficult, I had to kind of climb to get on the seat. We had been doing this for hours. I walk down a neighbors driveway and got into the road and pointed back to my house there was a slight hill and the bike started rolling I started running and I got on and got my feet on the peddles. I was riding, my friends were coming out with their moms and screaming and waving their their hands. I was coming up on my house and I started screaming for my mom I couldn't stop my brain was blank. My mom yelled STOP. I yelled I couldn't. I was headed for the end of my street where the was a stop sign and a cross street. Not heavy traffic but constant traffic. My house was third from the end. I saw my mom pop up like she had a spring on her back. She ran like the wind across the yard and out into the street and she catches up to me and grabbed the back if my seat and slowed me down. She said to push the peddles backward. I did, I knew that but I just went blank when I started to ride. Mom held me up on the bike, she grabbed me off the bike and it fell away to the road. She hugged me so tight I could hardly breathe. She said in an almost angry voice "Don't you ever do that to me again" She didn't really cry but her eyes were full, and she seemed mad and I was so full of myself and so happy that I finally did it. My arms were around her neck and my legs around her waist. It was like she couldn't let me go. I scared her. I felt horrible about that but the thrill of what just happened overshadow everything. She set me down and told ne to never never do that to her again. I was a child maybe or 6 or 7. I didn't understand what I put her through, not completely until I had my own kids and then I knew.
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