A Girl and Her Bike: Let’s Add This Up!
I have a short story about a girl and her bike. The girl is my daughter. I am an accounting professor, which means I am much better with numbers than words. So, let me start with some figures. After all, “numbers tell a story” is what I tell my students year after year.
12 is her age. 3 is the grade in which she started riding to school on her own. 2 is the distance to school in kilometers. 5 is the number of days per week she rides her bike to school. 3 is the number of bikes in the garage that are hers. 4 is the lowest temperature she has ridden to school in. Independent. Steady. Strong. Those are words that come to mind when I think of my daughter. In fact, this was going to be the year where she challenged herself to ride a bike to school every single day, just because she wanted to say she did.
Next up, some darker figures…
25 is the day in November of 2016 that we took her to the hospital. 745 was her blood sugar level when we arrived. 3 is the number of days they kept her overnight. 3 is the number of nights her father and I did not sleep at all. 28 is the day in November she came home as a diabetic. 1 is the number of relatives she has lost to diabetes. 0 is what any of us really knew or understood about managing it. 6 is the number of times she pricks her finger to check her blood sugar each day. 4 is the number of times each day she injects her own insulin. Again, Independent. Steady. Strong.