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Story of a little girl overcoming her fear of riding her bike and learning how to trust herself and her daddy.
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Chase Learns To Ride
By Marley Gentry
AuthorHouseCopyright © 2010 Marley Gentry
All right reserved.
Chapter OneTo Chase for making life interesting, to all my girls for making life amazing, and to my husband who continually told me I could!
This story starts with a little blond haired girl named Chase. Chase lived in a nice house, on a quiet street.
Chase loved to run and play with all her friends in the neighborhood. She would go to the park with her sisters and chase butterflies in a small field behind her house.
One day, when Chase was about five years old, her mommy and daddy bought her a brand new bike. It was pink with pretty tassels hanging down from the handlebars. It had a basket on the front to carry things in.
Chase saw that there were training wheels on it like her friend Tracey had. She couldn't wait to start.
Chase climbed on her bike, which was just the right size, and started pedaling. She pedaled and pedaled with all her might.
"I am riding!" Chased yelled back to her dad, "I am really riding!"
Chase rode around all day and felt so happy. She loved her new pink bike.
There was only one problem. Her bike did not go as fast as her sister's bikes. No matter how hard she pedaled, she could not keep up. She went home and asked her daddy to help her solve this problem. Daddy explained to her that when she was bigger she would get a bigger bike which would be able to go faster.
Chase rode all summer and when it got too cold to ride, daddy hung the bike on the wall of the garage. There it waited for Chase to ride it again.
One morning Chase woke up and heard the birds chirping loudly outside her window.
She raced to get dressed and ran to get her bike. When she got to the garage her bike was gone. "Daddy, daddy, where is my bike?"
"Come out here, honey," daddy called from the driveway. Chase ran to the driveway and daddy was working on a bike. It was not her bike. Her bike was pink with training wheels. This bike was still pink, but it did not have training wheels or tassels. It seemed much bigger.
"Here is your new bike sweetheart. A new bigger bike for a bigger girl!" Daddy stood the bike up and asked her to get her safety things on.
"I am not riding THAT thing! It is too big and it has no training wheels." Chase put her hands on her hips and planted her feet firmly on the ground.
"Don't you want to ride like your sisters?" Daddy asked with a confused look on his face. "I thought you wanted to ride fast like them.
"I don't want to ride like them ... they fell down a lot and I don't want to fall!" Chase ran into the house, crying all the way.
Chase stayed in her room all day. She could hear her friends playing in the street. She was mad at daddy for taking her little bike away. The next day she played by herself. When her friends came over, she would hide from them. She didn't want them to know she couldn't ride her bike anymore.
Just then she saw her best friend Tracey riding down the street. Her bike was different. Her training wheels were GONE! She was riding without them.
Chase ran out to the street and called to Tracey. "I can ride without my training wheels," Tracey said, "Go get your bike and we will have a race."
"I really wish I could, but I have to clean my room." Chase turned and walked slowly towards her house.
"I just have to learn to ride," Chase thought to herself. "Maybe daddy can teach me now." She looked all over and she finally found him. "Daddy, I am ready to learn. I have my knee pads, elbow pads, and my helmet. Will you teach me please!"
Daddy was pleased as strawberry punch and they were off.
Daddy balanced her on her bike and gave her a little push. Chase wobbled and tipped and daddy would keep her balanced.
Chase was sooooo excited. She felt the wind in her hair. Then all of a sudden she hit a bump and over she went. When she hit the ground it hurt. Her daddy was there in an instant. They checked her over and saw that she didn't even have a scratch. "That wasn't so bad now was it?" Daddy smiled and lifted her and her bike to her feet. "Ready for Round 2?"
All day long Chase balanced and pedaled, and fell. By the time mommy called them in for dinner Chase rode her bike like a pro. Her daddy was proud.
Chase parked her bike and felt pretty proud herself.
All the rest of the summer Chase rode that bike. She raced her sisters, rode with her friends to the park, and just explored the neighborhood by herself. When the weather got cold, and the rainy weather came, daddy hung that bike on the wall in the garage.
"I am so proud of what a big, brave girl you are!" Daddy ruffled the hair on the top of her head. The two of them just stood there looking at the bike on the wall. Chase was happy, daddy was happy, and I think that bike was happy too!
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I was pleasently surprised at how much this charming book related to my daughters who are at the learning to ride a bike stage. This book is fun and has a personality that your child will love. I hope the author continues to write more books like this one