Editor’s Note:
For most of the authors in this collection of personal narratives, the writing process consisted of making some pre-writing notes, writing a first draft, conferencing with one or more peers for feedback, rewriting, proofreading, and finally handing in a final copy to the editor (their teacher – yours truly).
In the commercial publishing world it is the editor’s job to proofread and make corrections in the mechanics and spelling of the author’s manuscript — after the author has gone through a number of revisions and rewrites which have presumably caught most of those errors in advance.
Here, the editor has chosen for instructional purposes to place much of the responsibility for proofreading on the writers, providing them with an individual “galley proof” typed copy of their own handwritten manuscript with all their original errors intact for them to find and correct, and then making those changes indicated by the individual authors, and finally reformatting the collection as you see here.
While many errors were noticed by authors on the galleys, many were also missed as you will see. Regardless, I hope you will agree that the result has its own charm!
Wheels
by Elizabeth Clark
I like to ride my bike at my grandma’s house. He’s my friend. my friends name is Michell. My friends and I like to play games. Like recess Michell always wins but sometimes I win. but sometimes we play wald makings. we like play together.
My bike is Peke and Prpl. I love it. I take good care of it. I like to pretend it is my very own horse. it even saved my life. I was going to fall but my bike turned so I wood not fall off.
Win I turned eight my mom and dad got me a pair of skates. It was hard at first but I got used to them and now I no how to ride rollerblades. I love them. I stil use them to this day forward. and I still love those skates.
Win I was three or four I had a scooter. I loved it. it was my very frst scooter I ever had. but it brok. but I still yoused to ride it. but it got all rusted and old then my mom threw it away I was really sad.
Riding the Wheels
by Morgan Costa
Once I was looking for something to play with and I dug through everything untill I found my scatboard. I’v been praticing and after I praticed I’v been geting better every day.
My scooter is fun and sometimes I try to go fast and I miss the brake and I fall. Lots of times I go too slow and try to turn and I fall but when I go to fast it is also hard to turn.
My bike is fun but sometimes its out of control! It hapened when my brother and sister had there bikes out I wanted to play with them and I did but then it got out of control we started racing and I whent to fast around the corner and I crashed and I was amazed that I was still on my bike but not the way I expected on my side and I felt I got thrown off. I was scared well I could not be scared because I could barly remember what I did.
My Wheels Invenger
by Sierra DeWitt
Once I was going to by friend’s house and my friend got an new bicycle and my friend had an old bicycle that he had before the new one and they did not want the old bicycle so they gave my the bicycle. Win I was two. And it was my favorite colors. And my friend and I raced and I crashed into my friend now bicycle and we lafed so hard I got the hickups and so did my friend.
When I was four years old on my birth day my grat grat granmother and my grate grate granfather bot me my own scooter and my friend had the same one and my friend and I raced an I won and I had fun.
When I was six years old I got my first dike and my friend named loe babamills hansonil and my ather friend named looan erin moonil and we raced. And had fun.
Wheels
by Erin Givens
hi my name is Erin do you want to listen to me tile my story? May 4, 2002 it wus almost my mom’s birthday and my bruthers but I dint have anything for my moms and my bruthers birthday. The nust day my mom got a bresunt and she wathe in the Live in Room and there is steter and I said mom is that min she said yes it is mom thak you so much. I gse they is esey biy now and have a nice day o kowe it is omust my bruths drthday.
Hi hvint I mute you bruer will do you car if you tika look in my story? I kowe how to go bown a hill with a skat brty and I kowe how to stund an a sktbr and Jump and lin slfey sometims I fuill on my butum and sometimes it wud hrt but some times it dunt hrty but last week I lost me skatbrd and I amad.
And I had a bike and it wus the bust bike it was putul and pike and it wus fust and fun wan me frend wit on it she wus ked to rid it and I said dow it dow it dow it fin she said and she wint on it and she wilt down the hill and wan Annie came up the hill Annie said “that was fun” and Annie cotund blevea it becase Annie didn’t kowe how to rid a bike. Teny tow weeks later Annie’s mom bid a bike for her.
My moms van is cool but however it is brtkny and it has a bed it dack and it is osume and it is wcooler then iney van.
Wheels
by Katie Helberg
Come see my experience of whls. on my brthday I got a motorcycle. It was a spaghetti 80. it is more powerful Than my mom’s Honda 100. I new I was going to git it becase we wonted to practisd on it so on my brthday we wode be able to ride. when I was riding my motorcycle my mom jumped of. evin thoe I didint crash I wode of if my mom didin run along side.
Wheels
by Charity Hewitt
Lets read about four things I did on a bike. Read about it.
Once I had a tricycle and I raced with my sisters. They would mostly win. But I won sometimes. It was fun when we raced too!
When I was seven years old I had a scooter. I went around the block with friends. When it was the first time riding I was scared. I would fall but I started out slow and I didn’t fall. But I also got used to it and it began to be fun. I loved it.
I had a bike when I was seven years old. I rode my bike with my uncle. It was fun. But after ten minites my uncle ran and he accidentally tripped on my wheel and I fell over on my side and it was not ok. I had to put a pad on me and tie it. It hurt really bad. But it got ok after a couple of days. I got otter pops when I got hurt it was the Life.
One time I went on a Ferris wheel. When I was just turning eight. And it went up, down, all around. but I didn’t get sick. It was like five minutes. When I first went on it i was scared but I managed. So thats good. After that I went to get cotton candy! Now those are wheels story.
Wheels!
by Bryce Hutchins
Here’s the story about my wheels!
When I was three years Old I had a kiddy car. And after a year we took it apart. It was funny! I think it is in the landfill by now!
When I was about 4 years old I got a scooter for a Birthday Present from my grandma. It wa sgivin to me. The helmet was rapet in raping papr. The raping paper was carved with smile fases and dots and we still have the scudr. It in are groge. When I was abuot five years old I got my first bick it was perple and it had a sentence in Big Letters printed a crast it I was the Best at it. onle adout oneyear it’s my fravrit Bick of all a fuu months a goe I was rididing Doun the hil By owr hoes win I was rididing back I crasht in to calder. Calder was wereing a eye Pach he crash in to me and I got hrte... bad it was not fun at all I got a Big rode rash on the siDe of my lage.
Wen I was aBout sevin years old I got a five-speed owr Granmo and Granpo Giav it two ues Granpo Grou out of it. So We hav it When Thay came They Bring somthing to use and when we gow to ther house they hav somthing for use When I crashD Coldr was riDing on it. It is a little to Big for me... now. But I tinck I will grow in to it soun. It is red and it has a sintins a crost it and we hav all of then now ickpeshale my Wheels that I hav now.
Wheels
by Mariah Jennings
I got my skates on my birthday I didin’t no how to skate really Well so I fell a Lot but I didin’t care. It was kind of funy but I got usted to them.
I had my bike sens I was five. I rod fast on my bike. My mom wonted a new bike But I said “no! I dont want to get rid of my bike!! it is old and rusyt but I stiLL said no. I didn’t wonte a new bike but I had to so I said OK. And on christmas I got a new Bike.
I got My scooter at The thrift store. My brohter wonted it too. So We fought over it my mom Said tyler I will buy a now scooter tomorrow. he sede ok I didint nowe how to ride That Well but I got Beter and Beter so me And My Brother hade a good time whit The Scooter.
My Dad And my brothe are good at Skat barding But I am not That good I fall a lot but I got Beter But I Stil Fell alot But I Dont Kare no More.
I Like going on Ferris Wheels The Frst time I wint on a Ferris Wheel Was whin I was three or five I owes had trouble getting on the Things I fell of one ouns I sed Oush!!! it hrt a lot
Wheels I have known
by Mascio Latimer
My dirt bike is fun, but when I crashed I didint feel anything. so I got Back up and road it again.
when I got my bike I was three. My bike had two wheels and I thought it was a little too big, but when I got on it, it was fun.
when I got my skateboard it was fun. And I crashed. And I got up and keep on riding it. And it was fun.
Wheels!
by Demi Pietromonaco
One day my firend said I have two bikes. And I only want one. So she gave me the other bike. But it had a flat tire so I asked my mom for a pump she didn’t answere. So I may not get to have my own pump for my bike. When she asked me I asked her if it was free and she said yes. It had two weels and it was pink with some writing on it. One time I was at my cosins house there was a BIG dreiv way and I was riding a three wheeled bike with my cosin clark and nadily. I was useing my feet and not the pedel so I got a rasberey. And then I got it fixed. My best best friends DaD one time was riding a small yollow motersicle then he was riding down the rod. Then he crashed and he had a bludy nie. He was going realy fast!
Wheels
by William Pyatt
My name is William and I am going to tell you three stories about Wheels.
I was four and I got a three-wheeled bike. it was blue. I was five and I started to do tricks. I crashed at frog puddle. I had a big scar.
I was seven and I got on a Ferris wheel. It was fun! I could see me house from it!
I was eight and I got a bike. Jermy is trying to teach me to ride it. It’s fun for him to teach me.
Wheels
by Tyler Reno
Wheels mace a lot of things move. Wheels mace my moms blue jeep move it gose fast. It’s a nice cool car.
Weels mace my biks move. I do BMX rasing my bike is called a redliner. It’s a very nice bike it does not mace a sound unless your gowing slow, or fasst. It’s fun to ride.
This is a big wheel that you see at fers It’s called a Ferris wheel a Ferris wheel is a big wheel that gose a round and a round wile It’s caring people waye up in the ar. Its very fun.
Wheels are on moter scooters moter scooters are very fun becuase they are fast and cool becuase you do not have to use your legs like reguler scooters. My feveret thing about the moter scooter is riding it and starting it I like to ride it becuase it is fun and it gose fast. I like to start it becuase I like to see how many times it takes me.
Wheels
by Judah Roorda-Rhodes
Want to learn abowt wheels? Well here’s your chance.
One time I went on a walk with my mom and I brot my squirt gun and my bike. I desided to leave my squirt gun. So I left it on a brik wall and when I came back it was still there. Then I went home.
I got by skatbord on my berthday. I didn’t go that fast. I was 4 so I didn’t know that they didn’t go on gravle I fell off and heart my nee. When I was three I went on a faris wheel and it almost tuched the sciy I was cindof scard but not realy.
Wheels
by Justin Ross
I got my first bike when I was about for and a half. At first it had training wheels, so every day we would come out and sit on it and see if my feet would touch the ground. And well we did that we would also have our dad take a mini bike and push us down the hill in our front yard and we’d try too pedal. Usually we would not, because we’d be going way too fast and it was too bumpy.
I got my first scooter wen I was about five years old. It can not go vary fast but it can fold and it can ajust. Now the weles have bumps in them so every time I ride it , it gos “bump bump, bump bump” but I still ride it aannd I still biff on it.
When I was about five and three qerters I rode my very first quad, but it was not mine. It was a friends. His name was Shane and win my big brother Ben or Benjamin was riding it he accidentally ran into Shane but he was fine. Then Shane sold the quad and bought a dirt bike but win his mom found out they had to sell it, but don’t worry he’s getting it back
Wheels
by Nicholas Russell
One day my Dad was showing me Huw to rid a thee willre. I rode a thee willr Biy my sellf. I axendtlee ran my fot over. it Hrt. win I got my frt Bike it wos Hard to rid. I nedid traning wills. my DaD HullP my and it was fun.
Wheels
by Jasper Sage
My bike has wheels.
Wheels turn round and round.
Wheels on my skates.
Skates have four wheels.
the weels in my life
by Jackson Stillman
Do you want to learn about wheels? The 4 wheeler that I rode wen I was 7 was brown and black. It was beautiful. I rode this in the forest.
When I was 8 I got my first bike it was red and orange and black it was fun. I rode this on the side walk.
Wen I was 8 1⁄2 I got my first wheel Play Station. It was hard at first but then it got easy. It was fun too.
Wheels I have known are...
by Daniel Vought
Hey. wanna come see my experience about wheels? Wheels I have known are... Heelies! Heelies have wheels in the heels. You have to skate on your heels. Heelies have one or two wheels. I have one wheel.
You have to keep your balance or you will fall off. Heelies are fun!
I rideing my Heelies on the side walk. I like my Heelies because they are the coolest shoes I ever saw. I have blue and white shoes. You can get the wheels out by the tool or a spoon.
My friends Jason and Jamari have Heelies. Jason is ten an Jamari is eleven. They are fun when we ride togeather. Jason an Jamari have two wheels. They have nice colored shoes.
I have a bike and it is orange and black. The seat has flames. I Like my Bike I did a wheelie so high that I fell off. I like riding my Bike it goes fast.
One time I was at my friends house and I rode a bike that has the handle bar brake. And I turd and I hit the side walk and fliped over the handle bars. Also I did a face plant and my face was all blody. I had many stiches around my mouth.
That’s the end of my story.
My Big Wheels!
by Mitchell R. Wagner
I was seven years old when I got my dirt bike. At first I was so scared I was sweating. When I got to get the hang of my dirt bike I knew every thing about dirt bikes.
I was six years old when I got my first bike. My sister Denys was helping me. Then she let go and I felt free. Except, as soon as I looked up I hit a rock with a big BOOM!
I was seven when I got my skateboard. Yesterday I was skateboarding and I fell off and skinned my elbow realy good. But it didn’t hurt, it tickled a lot.
When I got my scooter I already new how to do a bunny hop. Then my sister tought me how to do a no footer. I tride it but I biffed.
Wheels I have known
by Jonathan Younger
Thes are three things I know about whells. when I was four yers old I got a skateboard scooter I still have it. It has this handle bar that could go down for a skatboard or up for a scooter.
My first bike was a pedal brake. It was A three foot bike. Now I have a new bike. This one is four feet and pedal brake. Its faster than my three foot bike.
My first scooter when I was four years old. I got it in 2000 on my birthday. It’s five yers old. It is fun and fast. Its wells Look Like they are new because I take rell good care of it.
Wheels
by Steve Catton
The first wheeled vehicle that I have any memory of was a "kiddy car" I had when I was about two or three years old. It was all red and it was made of metal with a wooden seat. It had one big wheel in front and two little ones behind but there were no pedals. I just had to sit on it and pull myself along with my feet. I think I can remember riding it myself, but it may be just memories of home movies of me or maybe of seeing my younger brother on it when I was a little older and had my first tricycle.
My tricycle was red, too but it also had white and chrome on it. I got it when I turned four. My strongest memory about it was the time soon after I got it that my best friend John Clark and I rode our trikes around the corner from our house and along the sidewalk for several hundred yards past the marsh that was behind our block of houses. It was the first time that I'd been much out of sight of home, so I felt very bold, and a bit scared. We stopped when we came to an odd concrete structure in the grass next to the sidewalk. It had blue-painted metal railings around some steps that went down below the ground's surface and turned a corner to the left. John suggested we go down the steps and see what was down there. We did and when we turned the corner we came to a blue door. I was not sorry to find it locked. Somehow we got it into our heads that there was a wolf behind that door and we suddenly got scared. We ran up the stairs, jumped on our trikes, and pedaled home as fast as we could go.
I got my first bicycle for my tenth birthday. It was a 26" Raleigh three-speed. It was red. I loved it. We took it to Ohio when we moved there for a year a month later. I rode it to school everyday. I remember that some of the streets in the small town we lived in there were brick and very bumpy on a bike. I also remember riding my bike through the big piles of autumn leaves on Elm Street where we lived. And riding in the snow the first time it snowed. Of course I skidded and fell and wasn't allowed to ride in the snow after that.
My first ten speed I bought with money I'd earned painting our house in New Zealand where we'd moved when I was fifteen. It was red, too. When I was sixteen I rode it on what was to be the first of many long cycle tours around that beautiful country. I went with two of my classmates on a 1000-mile ride to Milford Sound, a famous fjord at the southern end of the South Island that we lived on. We took sleeping bags and a tent and camped along the way. It took us about two weeks. It was a great adventure.
When I was 26 I bought my first gasoline-powered car. In cars I've gone a lot more miles and a lot faster, but my best memories of wheels will always be from those that turned under my own power.
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