YES! A DRAGON ON A WAGON!
You might be asking, "Why exactly would a dragon need a wagon? A dragon has wings." To which I would reply, "A LOT OF REALLY COOL STUFF!"
When I had a radio flyer growing up, I took it all over the neighborhood with me. Sometimes I would throw my toys in it, or take cherries from my neighbors tree. I remember having jars of bugs that I found, or just whatever I found interesting, like rocks or branches.
One memory of mine is of my friend Aaron and I going down a steep street in the radio flyer. He was a little older than me so he was steering. When we started to pick up speed Aaron bailed onto a neighbor's lawn. I was pretty scared, I hadn't steered before, and if I went to the bottom of the street I thought would get hit by a car at the intertsection. I turned hard and the whole wagon toppled over. I was left with scrapes and cuts all over my knees and elbows. I probably would have just lied there on the ground crying, wallowing in self pity, but a neighbor at the bottom of the street came out to help me. He had a beard and I rarely saw him, so he scared the crap out of me. He only wanted to help, but I remember desperately heaving the radio flyer back onto its wheels and running away, back up the street.
Do you have any wagon memories you would like to share?
Now that sounds like a great title for a YA story, or a autobio.
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