Learning to Ride.

Saturday, the sunshine called us outside. The kids were excited to set up our collection of holiday inflatables in the front yard…gifts from my parents. Arnauld worked to add some live greenery around the front door, along with a string of lights. As he worked on this task, the kids and I set up the inflatables, staked them into the ground, and moved towards the garage. The kids proceeded to pull out every available toy with wheels. Soon, the driveway was scattered with abandoned scooters, ziggles, wagons, and bikes. The girls had a bit of a three little bear session, as they tried on each bike, looking for one that was just the right size. It had been a while since they last rode. Actually, Wren, our oldest, hasn’t been on a bike for a long time. She’s nine now and never quite made it to riding a two wheeler. I don’t remember when it happened, but there was a day when I realized she wasn’t riding anymore because of the training wheels. I have often encouraged her to give a two wheeler a try. She’s half-heartedly tried, but always gives up. I have tried not to push her, but I have wondered if she’d ever learn.

As the kids got reacquainted with their toys, I began to tackle the moving boxes in the garage, the last spot that needed unpacking. Meanwhile, Arnauld continued to work on the lights around the front door…

As I worked, I caught sight of Wren on a blue bike, a hand me down from Dawn’s daughters. She was wobbling at the top of the driveway, teetering and stopping. But trying. I didn’t say anything, but happy she was giving it a try, all on her own.

By the time I had finished unpacking the entire garage and Arnauld was still working on the front door, Wren had made significant progress on learning to ride a bike. She was now able to coast down the length of the driveway and even turn around. Her pride in her accomplishments was priceless.

Wren learning to ride a bike made me think of all the things kids learn, despite our teaching, support, and encouragement. The desire to learn cannot be discounted. Wren learning to ride a bike also made me think about development. Plenty of kids learn to ride a bike much earlier than Wren did, but for whatever reason, she wasn’t ready until now. Much to think about and process. I’m sure there are lessons I can bring back to the teaching world…but for now, I’m going to enjoy this view…

P.S. Arnauld did eventually finish his front door decorations.

4 thoughts on “Learning to Ride.

  1. Good for Wren! And good for you for your patience with her learning. (And good for Arnauld for finishing the decorations – don’t want to leave him out!) I think this is the post I needed to read. It’s after 11 and I’m still working (after discovering that my 9th graders didn’t have *any* of the background required for where I thought we were going next). Time for me to sleep & hopefully take in the truth that, given time, Wren rode!

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  2. Better written than told! So proud of Wren and Arnauld! They both, in their own way, were living “good things take time”. It’s hard to be patient as a mom, wife and teacher to let give space and time to others. This slice captures the reality of learning. We need to keep that reality in our pockets in all that we do as teachers. Thanks for sharing!

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  3. It makes me think about how so often the best course is to get all the tools in place, provide some instruction, then get out of the way. Wren was ready when she was ready and the success now will be all her’s. She’ll remember later how she persevered and figured it out and use those skills in other challenges.

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