Track 18

Track 18

I remember my granddad often used to take me to school when I was little. I used to live quite far from my school and my granddad let me cycle there, following behind me on foot. I kept stopping to wait for him to catch up. Then when we had arrived at school, he would push my bike home again. One day, I was cycling along happily. Suddenly I looked back and my granddad was nowhere to be seen. I waited and waited but he didn’t come. I began to get worried so I cycled back the way I had come and, to my horror, found him lying on the ground. He had tripped on some loose paving. I helped him up and then took him to the doctor’s, although he kept insisting he was fine. The doctor examined him and, luckily, he wasn’t injured. I was so relieved and always cycled more slowly after that.