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I look at him with pleading eyes, “Daddy! I don’t want to take off the training wheels.  I’m not ready, I’ll- I’ll fall! I don’t want to Daddy no!”

He stares at me with a calm expression on his face, “But you don’t even use them anymore.  When you ride your bike, you balance perfectly.”

He walks over to my bike with the wrench.  He’s taking off the training wheels!

“No!” I scream.  I run inside to find my mom.  She is in the living room, reading a book.

“Hey sweetie, what’s wrong?” I tell her what Dad is doing. 

She looks at me.  She gives me that smile that only a mother can give, “You are ready to do this, Jen.  You can! I believe in you.”

I start to cry and tell her all of my fears.  Falling, breaking a bone, and scrapping my knee are just some of them.  She holds me.

Dad walks into the room and looks at us, “Jen, go ride your bike now.”

I am crying again as I walk outside.  My parents follow me.  I saw my sister riding her bike up and down the driveway.  She didn’t have training wheels.  That must mean I can do it too.

I climbed onto my bike and started to pedal.  I did the same thing that I had been doing every time I rode my bike. 

My balance was perfect.  I stop crying as I gained confidence.  My hair flew out behind me as I grew in speed.

My sister screamed, “Yeah! Go Jen!”

I’m doing it! I can do this!  I’m so happy.  I took off down the road toward the white house next door, Grandma’s house. I stop outside there she is on the porch.

“Look!” I said jumping off my bike to go hug her, “I don’t have training wheels anymore!”

“I can see that,” she said smiling.

I run off the porch back to my bike.  I ride to the next house, my cousin Ashley’s house.

“ASHLEY!” I scream.  I watch her run out of the barn.  She ran up to me.  I didn’t wait for her to say anything, I hugged her, “I don’t have my training wheels anymore!”