I Want To Ride My Bicycle

Queen had it right when they sang about riding their bicycles. I may not have understood the song the first, third, or twentieth time that I heard it, but who really understands queen? Then, on my way back from the capital yesterday, the meaning hit me and all of a sudden, I wanted to ride my bicycle. It was the answer to all my problems. I wanted to ride it and I wanted to ride it now... Or at least after I bought one. With a light. And a helmet. Maybe a bell.

Here is the progression of how Queen and I came to be one of the same mind: the last few days my biggest fear is that my time here won't mean anything. I came to volunteer, and in week two I still haven't started and it's not looking like I will in the immediate future. This is true for a couple of reasons. First, I thought I could build houses with ADESJO whenever my heart desired. They have one always in progress, right? Wrong. The organization only builds when a group comes to volunteer, and I can't really crash every groups visit, although I would like to. I've realized that coming alone has a much different feel then coming with a group. With an organization, everything is pre-arranged, with tasks laid out and schedules maintained. Not so much on your own. The other problem is that I have to rely on Freddy and his motorcycle for transportation anywhere. Since I hate asking for things, and he has a lot of other things to do ( aka raise a family and have a job), I've been hanging out at home a lot. While I love being with his family, I came here to help others and learn from them, and right now I just have a lot of people taking care of me. It's kind of driving me nuts.

My original solution to all of this was to buy my own moto/scooter. The problem is that I can't drive one, and visions of me crashing danced in me head, with the absence of sugar plums and hopes of Santa clause. But then,WOW! It came! I may not be able to drive a motorized vehicle, but i sure can ride a bike! Thanks to practice in the UCONN parking lot, some bruises and lost training wheels I am now a pro. If I had a bike, I could bring myself everywhere. I would control my own destiny. I could teach english at a school at night,visit the nursing home in the morning and do it all without asking for a thing. It would solve all my dilemmas. Now, I just have to figure out where to buy one, and to convince Freddy that I won't crash. Or get lost.

I'm hoping that within the next week, queen and I will be ready to roll. After all, they do promise that fat bottomed girls will be riding today. Keep your fingers crossed. And sing the anthem for good luck.

Sabrina