Grandma,the Biker

Grandma, the Biker “ It's easy! ” yelled my older brother. “ Anybody can do it! ” Anybody but me. I had a new bike. But, I kept falling off. I was about to give up. Then, my grandmother came outside. “ Here, let me show you, ” she said. We all said, " No Grandma! You'll fall down. You'll hurt yourself! ” My grandmother is small. But when she wants to do something, you'd better stay out of her way! My sister helped her get on my bike. Grandma started to pedal. Soon she took off. She rode right down the street. She rode out of sight! We started to worry. Then, we heard a bell behind us. Grandma had gone all the way around the block!

She got off the bike. " You see, " she said. " Once you get it, you'll never forget it! " My grandma was right. Soon I was riding too. …Thanks to Grandma, the biker.