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Classic Red Radio Flyer Tricycle
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It was the grandest adventure I could
imagine
- both the
train journey,
as well as visiting Granny Lena and Grandpa Ben. As a cherry on
the top bonus (for a four year old, it was a
huge bonus), there was a tricycle (or
trike as I called it) I could ride around what seemed
like an enormous yard.
One day while riding my trike, I looked through the fence and saw a
boy about my age playing in the yard next door. I pedaled over to
the fence. "What are you doing?" I called out to him. "Nothing" he
responded, and came over to the fence. "That's a nice trike" he
said. We became instant
friends.
I told him my name is Laurence. He told me his name is Hugh.
My mother
called. It was time for dinner. I said goodbye to Hugh, my new
friend
in Johannesburg, and went inside.
I thought a lot about Hugh that evening. Coming to visit Granny
Lena and Grandpa Ben was great. But it was set up for me. Meeting
Hugh, on the other hand, was all my own doing. My new
friend.
My new best
friend.
It was the highlight of my visit - so far.
The next morning I had just finished eating
breakfast
when there was a knock on the door. Granny Lena walked down the
hallway to see who it was. I stood at the other end of the hallway,
watching her. She was a tall woman - or at least she looked tall to
me at four years old. When she opened the door, there stood Hugh.
He seemed to be slightly shorter than Granny Lena's thigh. Looking
up at her, he asked quietly "Is the little boy
here?".
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