Our world is messed up. Lots of bad things happen all the time. We all know this... it seems like politics are all about how *someone* thinks we should be going about fixing things.
So, here's my question:
How would you fix the world? Seriously. If you had the authority, and could do anything and everything, what would be your plan for fixing what's wrong with this world? What would you start with? What would you change?
and please be specific. I've heard lots of philosophy... I want to know what you would actually DO...
At least answer this - with the ability to do anything, what would be the first thing you do?
8.11.06
2.11.06
On the subject of bicycles.
On Monday I helped my Dad finish cleaning out our garage for the winter. After cleaning off some shoes that had some cement-like mud caked on them, and washing about a hundred (ok, more like a dozen) outdoor mats, I had the *difficult* task of riding our old bikes to see if they still worked.
It was so much fun! I haven't ridden a bike in probably 6 years (since we moved to our new house), and I had forgotten how much I love it, and how fun it is. It also brought back all these happy memories from the old days in the neighborhood we grew up in. It was a great neighborhood; most of my childhood memories are of running around with friends - catching fireflies, playing soccer, biking all over the place, building huts made entirely out of cornstalks (you could have lived in that thing, if you had to) in the field behind our backyard... it was idyllic. And biking is a big part of those memories.
My first bike was purple; with a banana seat, pictures of unicorns and stars, and beads on the spokes that made a fun noise when you rode. It had detachable training wheels, and after I learned on those, it was really hard to give them up! It took me a while to learn how to balance on my own. Papa taught me; he would go behind me, holding onto the back of the seat... funny how you can remember all this stuff from so long ago! That bike had been Michelle's, and after I outgrew it, I got Erick's old bike. This one was black and red, and I liked it! Both of these had the awesome braking method known as "back pedaling". It's amazing how quick your back-pedal reflexes get when that's your only way of stopping...
Then! After I got too big for the red/black one (this has been a constant trend in my growing up - getting to tall for things), we went to Farm 'n Fleet, and I got to pick out my very own 10 speed bike! So much fun. The one I picked was this very cool color of teal (remember: this is sometime circa 1996), and had bright pink accessories. I loved it. We still have that one, but unfortunately, I outgrew it several years back. I rode it around on Monday, and it worked! But I felt like those clowns on tricycles. :)
Tricycles! We had an awesome one of those, too...
It was so much fun! I haven't ridden a bike in probably 6 years (since we moved to our new house), and I had forgotten how much I love it, and how fun it is. It also brought back all these happy memories from the old days in the neighborhood we grew up in. It was a great neighborhood; most of my childhood memories are of running around with friends - catching fireflies, playing soccer, biking all over the place, building huts made entirely out of cornstalks (you could have lived in that thing, if you had to) in the field behind our backyard... it was idyllic. And biking is a big part of those memories.
My first bike was purple; with a banana seat, pictures of unicorns and stars, and beads on the spokes that made a fun noise when you rode. It had detachable training wheels, and after I learned on those, it was really hard to give them up! It took me a while to learn how to balance on my own. Papa taught me; he would go behind me, holding onto the back of the seat... funny how you can remember all this stuff from so long ago! That bike had been Michelle's, and after I outgrew it, I got Erick's old bike. This one was black and red, and I liked it! Both of these had the awesome braking method known as "back pedaling". It's amazing how quick your back-pedal reflexes get when that's your only way of stopping...
Then! After I got too big for the red/black one (this has been a constant trend in my growing up - getting to tall for things), we went to Farm 'n Fleet, and I got to pick out my very own 10 speed bike! So much fun. The one I picked was this very cool color of teal (remember: this is sometime circa 1996), and had bright pink accessories. I loved it. We still have that one, but unfortunately, I outgrew it several years back. I rode it around on Monday, and it worked! But I felt like those clowns on tricycles. :)
Tricycles! We had an awesome one of those, too...
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