Learning to Ride a Motorcycle (VP-111107-03)
Okay, this is a story about part of my life, I guess you can say.
A long time ago we were living in Hoopa, and then after awhile...
My husband always says, "You're going to climb up on the back of this motorcycle."
"You'll go with me."
"No," I always say, "as for me, I'm afraid of that kind of thing."
I don't like it; as for him, he always rides it around.
- Willow Creek
He goes to Willow Creek sometimes, then sometimes...
...he rides to the store on it, and then he always tells me, "You'll like it a lot."
I always say, "No!" After awhile he told me, "Hey, let's go down by the river."
"Sit down in the back."
"OK then," I thought, then I sat down in back.
Then it started moving.
It was going up through the field, where my mother used to live, and then...
It went out of the driveway onto the main road, then ...
It went down toward the river, and then it ran around on the sand with us (on it).
Then sometimes he makes it go faster, [and] it spins out in the sand.
After awhile it fell over with us.
Then we got back up [and] we laughed.
Then it started going again, [and] again we fell over.
Then in spite of that it was OK.
Then I got back on.
After we tipped over three times, my leg burned.
Then, I didn't like that, "Take me home quickly," I said, "back to the house."
My leg was burning.
And then we went home.
It came back up (to the house).
I rubbed my leg with grease where it was burnt.
Then I came back out, and he said, "Come on over here and get up (on the motorcycle)."
And then, "It's not hard (to run this thing), you sit up here," and then ...
[He said,] "You'll put it in different gears."
"Then sometime maybe you'll learn it."
Then I first thought, "Ah, I'm scared of it!"
"Don't be afraid of it," he said, "you sit up here."
Then, there was a stand (to put the bike on).
Then I sat back up there, then he said ...
"Shift it into first," then I shifted there.
Then [he said] "Step on it," and I just kind of stepped on it a little bit.
[He said] "Shift it into another gear," and I put it in second gear.
and then, after that, [he said] "If you're going to go faster, put it into third gear," and then I did that.
"You learned really fast," he told me, "how to drive it!"
"Right here is the brake," he told me - he told all this to me.
Then I sat up there.
Then he said, "OK, put it in first gear again."
When I put it in first gear, (without my seeing it) he pushed it off the stand.
He pushed it [while] I was sitting on it, and then it started running.
There was nothing out there, the land was good (clear, no objects in the way) at that time, it was running along, beside me he was running along, then he said...
"Shift it into second!" (he said). Then, I shifted it into second, it started running faster, (and) he was running beside me yet.
"Turn around," [he said], then I turned it around, and he was running beside me still.
I took it back to the house, and then...
I stepped on the brake again, [and] it stopped there.
And then he said, "OK, now you learned it."
"OK, now you can go ride around!"
And then, I started driving it around to where my mother used to live.
I always go to her house on the motorcycle.
Then as for her, she was so proud of me, because I'm riding a motorcycle.
And then, after that, OK, I go around all over the place, here and there.
I drive around down by the river, and some other people lived out there by the gate, and then...
...a young lady comes out, then she says, I'm going to sit up there behind you, okay?
[Then I say], "OK," then she climbs on behind me, and then...
...it drives around, we would go drive around down by the river sometimes, and then she always liked that, then...
...she's too big, it's like she leans over in the wrong way around the back [of the motorcycle], then it seems like it's going to fall over, and then I don't like to take her with me very much.
Then my relative (now deceased) would always come, and then she found out about it after a while.
And then, as for her, she used to know how to ride a motorcycle.
She always watches which way [the motorcycle] is going to go, and then on that side...
... on that side she sort of shifts her body in that direction. As for her, [the motorcycle] runs around in a good way with us.
After awhile my husband also sits on the back (of the motorcycle).
We always go up there to where my younger sister used to live, it runs up there.
And we sit there for a short period of time, then after awhile we go back to our house, [and] sometimes ...
... a big truck, when it passes us, that's bad, it feels like [the motorcycle] is going to start flying.
Sometimes we pass it, if I'm driving, he'd be sitting in the back, and then ...
... it seems like the motorcycle is going to fly, ...
... I guess because of the wind. Then we always return back after awhile to the house ...
... and then it's like we play around in that good way, we just go around.
That was it!