Kyle Dinwiddie shares his amazing stories every Friday for the AAC Language Lab blog.
Posted October 22, 2018 in Life With Kyle
By Kyle Dinwiddie, PRC Blogger
Good eeeeeevening, everybody!
This is my favorite time of the year. The cooler nights are perfect for football, hot chocolate, marshmallows, campfires, scary stories, and hay rides.
Two weeks ago I went to a hay ride. As everyone excitedly climbed onto the wagon, the driver of the tractor crept up from nowhere or maybe from the deep, dark woods. He did not say anything, but looked at us with dark, eerie eyes. In silence, he struggled with the wheelchair lift. My dad pushed my two front wheels on the lift, when suddenly it moved! My dad quickly jerked back. The man studied the lift for a long time. He kept messing with something. And after what seems like forever, my dad cautiously pushed me and my chair onto the lift. I had never been lifted before. It was a little scary.
Once on the wagon, my dad sat me onto a hay bale. Soon we were on our way through the field. Up and down hills, we bounced being tossed this way and that. I was holding on for dear life. I felt like I would be flipped right out of the wagon. Then suddenly we came to an abrupt stop causing everyone to slide forward into a huge pyramid. Our mysterious driver slowly got off his tractor. As we all watched in curiosity, he bent down, picking up an old straw hat that was in the field. Without saying a word, he climbed back onto his tractor and continued down the hill. Looking forward with headphones, he continued to drive us to our destination. Once we arrived, everyone got off. And like before, he struggled getting the lift to work. I don’t know how I feel about lifts, but soon I, too, was off the wagon. And it wasn’t long before we found ourselves sitting around the campfire watching him drive away to where ever.
After having a good time roasting hot dogs, making s’mores, and playing bingo it was time to get back. It was getting dark as we saw the tractor coming over the hill. Several of us walked towards the wagon as it slowed to a stop, except it barreled off almost running over us. We thought he would leave us there, but instead he made a big circle and came around again stopping this time. Reluctantly we got back on, hoping that we would survive the ride back. And after riding for awhile, he again came to a sudden stop. This time it wasn’t a straw hat, but rather a truck that was parked to the left of us. We all watched him as he excitedly hurried over to the truck. He opened the passenger’s door and began to rummage around inside. He was definitely looking for something. I imagined him pulling out an ax, a gun, or maybe a chainsaw like in those horror movies. After what seems like forever, he pulled out a fun size snickers candy bar. He unwraps and then pops it into his mouth as he slowly gets back onto the tractor and begins to drive back up the hill. Whew, I guess we’ll live another day after all.
So, the next time you are on a hayride, remember to watch out for those sudden stops. Or better yet, you may want to carry a fun size snickers in your pocket just in case. I hope you all have a happy and safe Halloween.
This is Life with Kyle and I will talk to you next week.
On November 13, 2018, Guest said:
thank you for sharing Kyle! Did you take your Accent device with you on your hayride?