Monday, May 30, 2011

doughnuts in the dugout

Are kids today too soft or are we pushing them too early?

I didn't learn how to ride a bicycle until I was 9. The only peddle device I had was a tricycle that I rode until I was about 7. Sad but true.

Thing is, I also learned how to ride a bike in about 3 hours (if that). I borrowed a bike from a neighbourhood kid, and by the end of the evening, I was fine.

Granted, I got into trouble because I didn't go home until 9pm, but at the same time, it's not like my parents were looking for me. hehe. Or else, they would have seen me buzzing around the block, loving it.

I didn't own my own bicycle until I was maybe 11. I used to ride that thing everywhere. By the time I was 12, my parents let me pretty much do anything (since they were never home.) I used to ride pretty far to go swimming, everyday, in traffic. And I'm still here.

Today, that probably wouldn't happen. I look at how much parents baby their children now, and I don't know what to think.

OK, it's not like I was some forest ninja swinging from tree to tree and eating grub worms and robins egg omlets heated over hot rocks for nutrient. I wasn't even in scouts. What I do know is that my parents trusted me with taking care of myself, and except for the times I fell off the bike and knocked myself out (at least 3 times that I recall), I did pretty alright.

It does help explain why I'm so ugly looking, but not fully.