By the time it got passed down to Robert it looked like it had been through World War Three.
Robert didn’t know what to do. He wanted a bicycle, but his parents couldn’t afford one.
He tried to fix it as best he could, but he was always too embarrassed to ride it.
When his friends suggested bike riding he said he had homework to do or some other excuse.
On Christmas morning he awoke and there it was – a new bicycle.