Both reach their destinations.
One has it easy.
The other sweats it out.
One rides his bike. The other, ah well, his bike rides with him.
Exhausted from working all day in the banana plantation of Madaum, he longs for the comfort of home. The P8 motorcycle ride is the fastest way of getting there. But he has one big problem; what the hell is he going to do with his bike?
He has accepted his fate. He will never enjoy a stroll on the beach or a walk in the park. With his wheelchair, he is used to the pitiful stares from strangers, it no longer bothers him. In the silence of their minds, he knows, he will always be labelled as incapacitated.
But not today. Not while he's on his bike.
Today he rides like the wind and conquers a gruelling 35-kilometer climb towards Calinan.
Who's incapacitated now?
A page from my journal.
November 22, 2003
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