I should start off by mentioning that during the lockdown, my brother and I got bikes for easter. Mine was baby blue and his was black with orange accents.
This story starts out in the summer of 2020. My best friend, Ava, had come over like she usually did and we were bored. I thought back to this creek at the end of the street and asked if she wanted to go there. She said yes. The only problem was that it was too far to walk. We would have to drive there or ride bikes there. Neither of us could drive and my mom was busy so we couldn’t drive there. We would have rode mine and my brother’s bike there except Ava was too short for my brother’s bike. He was 6’2” and Ava was I think 5’6”. After admitting defeat, I came up with a “brilliant” plan. I had my brother’s old skateboard, my bike, and a cardboard box. (Trust the process). Next, all I needed was some duct tape and rope. (TRUST. THE. PROCESS.). I knew I had some duck tape. I always had duck tape. Don’t ask me why I had a box because I’m not going to tell you (cardboard box house). Next all I needed to get was some rope. I wasn’t sure if we had any rope. I looked through my junk drawer in my room because I usually had some rope laying around. Don’t ask why (I was obsessed with rope when I was little). I didn’t find any rope in my junk drawer so I went to my dads tool supplies which we kept outside. I thought for sure he would have some rope. He didn’t. I ended up settling for some fluffy string I had. No idea why I had it (seriously though, idk man). After I brought back all of the supplies to where Ava was, on the front porch, I got to work. I took the box and duck taped it to the skateboard. Next I tied the skateboard to my bike. (I think you see where this is going.) Next, I took my beautiful creation to the street. Ava got in the box, I got on my bike and started pedaling. The only thing I didn’t account for was when I turned my bike, Ava didn’t. We got about ten feet from where we started before I kept going straight and Ava started tilting to the right. She ended up running into the neighbors red minivan. It was really funny. I was laughing so hard I fell off my bike. I think it’s safe to say we didn’t make it to the creek that day.
Note to those of you who are reading this, don’t be stupid like Ava and me, and crash into your neighbor’s car. Think things through and wear a helmet.
P.S. Ava, if you’re reading this, I’m glad you’re the one who crashed, not me 🙂
HELP I love that! Making a cardboard box house is so valid, and I love your resourcefulness!
Stories like these bring me joy, it’s quite peaceful to look back on small happy or fun moments like this one. I enjoyed reading this.