Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Summer holidays. Ideally, time for students to enjoy carefree adventures, daydreaming, and exploring their world. While watching a young teen ride his bicycle along the trail, I was reminded of Michael's love of biking. The hours and money spent customizing his prized mountain bike, all on his own dime. Arriving home one summer evening with the bike noticeably worse for wear. Explaining what had transpired. Hoisting the bike atop a large storage container parked on the school field. Riding right off it! Testing his suspension. Me, cringing while listening to his story. Picturing him flying helmetless through the air. Now smiling as I reflect upon that escapade. So typical of who he was. Wondering about the possibly of him yelling "Geronimo" as he took to the air! Calling out the name of his fearless spirit guide.