Charcoal, Thailand- Level 3


In the 1970s Japanese manufacturers began to cast around for new markets and different ways to present bikes as a must-have purchase. Children were part of the answer and here was an opportunity to get the very young addicted to two-wheels.

Apparently I was thinking of the great utopian dream that I have cherished for so long. I would buy a bike, the Yamaha CS5 1972. It’s a classic style. Perhaps because of the good looks of a Yamaha two – wheelers were used instead of cars for short journeys, shopping, or just for fun. With the bike I would “speak to the wind, and listen for the answer: freedom.”

Now in my room I envision some “seeking freedom” turn of my story playing out. In it I put on the helmet and jump on the kick-starter. I ride off into the sunrise inhaling the fresh morning air. I am also listening to the roar of the engine while the motor is running.

The gorgeous sceneries are bright enough to see with the naked eye. I smell the exhaust gas and feel the wind stinging my face. I watch the boys on their bikes riding off into the rain even though I am convinced the rain is making the road very dangerous.

Boys will be boys, the wise men say. You should not be surprised when boys or men behave in a noisy or rough way as this is part of the typical male behavior. By the way I hope the boys will try to be more careful in the future. Every time we say goodbye could be for the last time. I really hope they are not so careless. I hope they think the same way.

author: Charcoal