by Trevor M., Age 13
, Grade 8, Holy Trinity Parish School, Louisville , KENTUCKY USA
Teacher: Mrs. Reinhart
First Time Riding A Dirt Bike
One Christmas Eve, I was about to have dinner with my family. My dad was preparing to say a prayer around my cousins, grandmother, aunt and my sister. The prayer was to thank God for giving us good health and prepare us for a good meal. But when we were done saying the prayer, in my mind I had another prayer. My prayer was to get a dirt bike. I wanted one because they are fun, fast, and they smell like my air freshener, gasoline. I love the smell of gasoline, but that’s beside the point. Getting a dirt bike was the absolute only thing on my Christmas list. So, after I talked to God about my prayer, I started eating dinner. For dinner, we had turkey, mashed potatoes, green beans, fruit, and corn.
My grandma started to ask everyone what they wanted for Christmas. My dad said, “I just want a check for money.” Then the question went to my cousins, Lawrence and Caroline. They were in college so they wanted money for books and food. After my cousins the question went to my sister. You probably know how girls are. They want a bunch of little toys that equal a bunch of fun. Lindsey wanted a baby doll, a baby kitchen, clothes for the dolls, and many more toys. Then it was my turn to answer my grandma’s question. I had a very tingly feeling in my stomach that she was going to say “NO”! But, I told her that I wanted a dirt bike. Then she said, “Well, maybe Santa will consider making one for you.” I was very happy that she actually agreed with me. Then, on Christmas Day, I went into the family room, and all I saw was dirt bike gear. I already had an electric dirt bike so I thought it was all for that bike. After my sister opened all her presents, my dad told me to go put all of the wrapping paper in the garage. That was the moment that I opened the door and saw the Honda XR 75. That was a dirt bike from the 80’s. I was so happy and thankful that I got a dirt bike, but I was also very grateful to my dad for letting me get one that Christmas Day.