There are dangers lurking, waiting to claim the next victim, and I warned them!
Today I finished working on the yard outside our compound and while sitting down to rest, I took in and enjoyed all the children playing on the street. Until some would ride their bikes past me (with some three and four to a bike). It was then I was reminded of the day when I was in 6th grade, and riding as a passenger on the back fender of my friends bicycle, I got my left foot caught in the rear wheel between the spokes of the wheel and the frame. I remember that bike doing close to 20mph because my friend just mounted a new speedometer on his handlebars. It was a test run and he needed a speedometer witness. Once my foot was lodged in the spokes, it didn’t take but literally seconds to grind away all the meat on the inside of my ankle, exposing nothing but chipped bone and my Achilles tendon, which thankfully was not severed. So I took it upon myself to do a little show-and-tell using the large scar on my ankle as evidence of the dangers that relate to riding on the back of bicycles. While I had a rather large audience at times (about 7 kids), when I finished talking, they all went right back to riding their bikes as if nothing was learned. I retreated to my resting position on my stoop and finished drinking my beer. I could hear them in the distance singing in tune “watch your feet, watch your feet” as they all disappeared out of sight.
It’s just another day in paradise!