My life began at 10 when I got my first 2-wheel bicycle. Certainly my driver’s license afforded
unlimited boundaries within the boarders of two oceans, but a bicycle gave me quick access to surrounding neighborhoods to observe life
beyond 8-10 city blocks.
I took advantage of this freedom, especially during
the summer months when I would find myself wandering into sections of the city
containing parks with TREES!
I understand my excitement at the word “trees” may
appear to be a bit unusual but my street had no trees, zero, nada,
none. The city gets very hot in July
and August.
I would glance out my bedroom window and watch
squirrels scurry up and down the telephone poles, jumping on the roofs.
They too were probably in search of trees.
These explorations were some of the best times
spent, getting in touch with nature, meeting new people, fresh air, exercise,
finding new and unusual pets to drag home. The adventures were cut short, a few summers later, by two words: “bicycle lock”.
A hard pill to swallow, reality setting in, but
there was really a sense of shock with the discovery that my bike had been
stolen, and yes I did not lock it.
As important as losing my main mode of
transportation was to me, there are many parts of the world where ownership of
a bicycle can mean the survival of an individual, a family, even a village.
Here is an amazing story of Izhar Gafni, an inventor, engineer, dreamer who just may have found a solution to help the planet and it's inhabitants live a better and longer life.
Great story. Watch both videos.
Video #1
Great story. Watch both videos.
Video #1
Video #2
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