Canadian Gal Lost on Guam

Dec. 17, 2008

Biker Chick

It turns out I have a biker chick for a daughter. I found this out today after our afternoon Jump Rope Class. Cassie has been taking this class for a few months now and has gone from having no idea how to jump rope to knowing most of the basic skills and has reached her personal high of 27 jumps in a row. She only has 113 more to go to reach the first "level". I have high hopes for her.

Her teacher showed up today on his Harley. We were the first ones there waiting, in this outside, covered playground at the Asan Community Center, and he roared up on his bike all decked out in biker gear. Cassie was standing a few feet away from me and she dashed into my arms and buried her head against me. He then proceeded to transform from Biker Dude to Coach Dude by shedding his gloves, helmet, vest, etc. Each step along the way he entertained Cassie with his transformation.

Later after the jump rope class was done, he transformed back into Biker Dude and drove off on his Harley.

I didn't think too much of this until later this evening when Cassie came out of her bedroom and announced,
"I'm a biker chick" as she sported a jean jacket, dark black slacks and a striped pink t-shirt. Her wild blond hair framed her sun-reddened cheeks and she had such an impish look in her eyes.

So thanks Coach Dude. Now I have a biker chick.