Chritstine's Story

That triggered off a ritual of me sitting on the motorcycle every birthday and stretching my feet towards the ground trying to see if i could touch the ground to plant my feet while sitting on the bike. With each passing year, Dad was constantly observing the determination with which i was just kept trying this act again and again.

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Excerpt & photo from la vie extraordinaire d'un homme ordinaire