(sits down at piano and sets hands at ready) Ahem... (begins to pound on keys) I can't play the piano...! (stands up and bows) Thank you, thank you. (cheers arise... roses are thrown onto stage)
Little Moments
Part 9
Blister, age 3
At a mere three years of age, young Blister was determined to learn to ride his bike without training-wheels by himself.
He did fairly well for awhile. Though shaky he managed to ride a ways without having to stop and reset himself or without falling.
Finally managing to steady himself, he began riding all over in front of his house. However, it didn't last long.
His front tire suddenly became wobbly. Unable to regain control he found himself meeting the ground face-to-face.
"Oof…!" Blister sat up. "Ow…! What happened?"
His mother, who was carrying the laundry in from off the clothesline, said, "You just lost your balance."
"Oh."
Walking up towards the house, Blister's uncle noticed the boy looking around the ground where his bike lay. "What're you doing?" he asked.
"Mum said I lost my balance," Blister replied. "So I'm lookin' for it."
sounds logical to me
Balances are so hard to find once you lose them. You should always carry a back-up just in case.
Happy Bunny saying for Finn: I know it's too loud. I just don't care.