This was such a beautiful story that I just had to share it. We can all learn from each other. We need a community to raise our children well.
I don’t often pick Sam up from school in the afternoons. Actually, that’s not strictly true, I do it most of the time, what I mean is, I don’t often fetch him on my bike. More often than not, when I meet him from school, I am festooned with other, younger children or I’m in a hurry to meet said younger children and I, rather to my shame, choose to travel via the car, squeezing the bike into the boot for the journey home.
Last Monday, however, I decided against the internal combustion engine. The sun was shining, I felt the need for a bit of exercise, so I saddled up my trusty steed and pedalled up the road. Of course, it is at this point that I should point out the main reason for my riding reluctance. While Sam has been riding for some years, he has never been…
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