Scooter (Object)

       A need for speed was always the answer, when we were twelve. The wind blowing in our faces, we don't think of anything else except, 'where to ride to next.' Pushing along down the sidewalk until we came to a hill, where our scooter did all the work, and our mother was always right in suggesting "we wear our knee pads,'just in case' and always safety first." Why couldn't she be fun and cool. Like the uncle who went down the hill, "drive way", behind the house, fell and scrapped the skin off his thigh. That was an awesome moment. Painful, but awesome. Scooters were all the rage back in 2001, riding to school, to the playground, stores, and to get ice cream. Nothing could ever stop the speed we got, along with the work out, using our legs to push us along. Secretly that is why my mother bought me two scooters, just in case I wore one out, 'oh here is a back up.' Having a scooter taught me the responsibility of having my first moving vehicle, two wheels, and a brake with a brake line. That brake line was the life line when traveling at a high rate of speed.
       When you dig down deep and really look at a scooter, with the facts it taught about life without anybody having knowledge it was doing so, is quite interesting. On a scooter we needed to push through life, use our strength to over come the hills, Stop and think before we did something stupid or acted in a stupid way. When we needed a brake all we had to do was push on the brake pedal in the back and the adventure would come to a stop. The lasting impression a scooter leaves, is when we feel that wind blowing we never think anything can bother us and that life is a breeze because when we are a kids, riding our scooter at age 12, only worrying about that next hill your going to ride on, that is the only challenge we are facing that day, that moment.