2100 HRS 6 th November 2009

Dad used to love bikes.

He had a 750 cc Kawasaki

in the 70s,

that bike was like

the fastest thing

on the road.

The roar of its engine

was such a pleasure

to my ears.

I was 16 years old

in St Pat's.

One evening,

I announced

to the family

over dinner

I wanna learn

to ride a bike.

Mum went hysterical

Jie nagged on and on

I finally conceded

forget it,

its a bad idea

I'm not gonna ride

a bike ever.

That night,

at about midnight,

when both Mum and Jie

were fast asleep

Dad woke me up.

I asked him,

What is it?

Why you woke me up?

He replied,

You wanna learn

to ride a bike?

Let's go biking now