A brief word about "H" aka Harrison. Born while I was in South Africa last October, H is my cyclo-bud and future cyclo-partner.
Isn't he a little young to be determining whether he yearns to be a crazy guy on a weird bike?
O, skeptic, will you not discern in this tiny tot a cyclist-in-the-making? Will you not notice how already he prepares for the big bike tour?
Do you not see how he bungy bounces in his bouncy chair that hangs from the door frame? How his four limbs flail every which way with each squeaky bounce? Or do you not note how he speeds around in his Fred Flinstone car, his tiny feet pushing as if on a tour across the United States? Clearly, H, as we converse, is checking recumbents out on the internet.
So dear grandson, fetch your bike and let us begin a new adventure.
Isn't he a little young to be determining whether he yearns to be a crazy guy on a weird bike?
O, skeptic, will you not discern in this tiny tot a cyclist-in-the-making? Will you not notice how already he prepares for the big bike tour?
Do you not see how he bungy bounces in his bouncy chair that hangs from the door frame? How his four limbs flail every which way with each squeaky bounce? Or do you not note how he speeds around in his Fred Flinstone car, his tiny feet pushing as if on a tour across the United States? Clearly, H, as we converse, is checking recumbents out on the internet.
So dear grandson, fetch your bike and let us begin a new adventure.
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