Sometimes A Dream Needs A Push By Walter Dean Myers
So, picture this: I’m ten years old, standing in my backyard with a busted-up two-wheeler. The chain had snapped, the tires were flat, and my dad said, “Just push it a little,...
So, picture this: I’m ten years old, standing in my backyard with a busted-up two-wheeler. The chain had snapped, the tires were flat, and my dad said, “Just push it a little, and you’ll catch the wind.” I pushed. Nothing happened. I pushed harder. The bike wobbled, then fell sideways into a bush. I remember thinking, “Well, that dream of being a bike messenger? Dead in the water.”
Fast forward a few decades, and I stumbled on Walter Dean Myers’s story, “Sometimes A Dream Needs A Push.” And I laughed—because that bike story is basically Myers’s whole point. He’s not selling you a pep-talk about how dreams just magically happen. Nope. He’s all about the gritty, awkward, chain-breaking part. You know, the part where you want to quit and take a nap.
The Reality Check: Dreams Don’t Sprout Like Weeds
Myers writes from a deep, honest place—growing up in Harlem, facing poverty, losing his dad. He didn’t wake up one day with a publishing deal. He pushed. And not a gentle shove—a grunt-heavy, “I-hate-this” shove. He says, and I’m paraphrasing here, that dreams are fragile. They need a nudge, a shove, sometimes a kick in the pants.
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Side note: Don’t you love when an author tells you the truth? No “you can do anything if you believe hard enough” fluff. Instead, Myers says, “Believe, sure. But also do the boring work.” That’s the push he’s talking about. It’s not glamorous. It’s rewriting a paragraph eight times. It’s calling that one person who always says “no.” It’s breaking down and then climbing back up.
The “Push” That Saved the Dream (and the Bike)
In Myers’s story—which is part memoir, part essay—he talks about his own son, a kid who loved basketball but wasn’t tall. The dream? Professional ball. The reality? A short kid with a big heart. Myers didn’t lie to him. He helped him shift the dream—from “I’ll be a star player” to “I’ll be a great coach.” That’s the push: not giving up, but adapting. It’s the difference between a dead bike and a bike that rolls—just in a different direction.
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And I get that now, looking back at my two-wheeler. My dad was saying, “Push, kid, because the wind isn’t coming to get you.” He wasn’t being mean—he was being real. A dream sits still until you force it forward. Myers says the same thing: every majestic dream has a moment where it looks like a pile of scrap metal. You either walk away, or you push until it moves.
Irony Alert: The Push Is Usually the Hardest Part
Here’s the ironic twist, and Myers nails it: the push hurts. It’s exhausting, lonely, and often ridiculous. You’ll look around and wonder, “Why am I the only one pushing this stupid dream?” (I mean, seriously, have you ever tried to push a dream in a group project? Everyone’s looking at their phone.) But the author’s point is clear: the pain of pushing is what carves the dream into something real.
He writes about his own struggle—sending manuscripts to publishers who didn’t care. Rejection letters stacked like playing cards. He didn’t give up. He pushed, rewrote, pushed again. And then, slowly, the dream started to breathe. It’s like that moment when your old bike finally rolls—you feel the wobble, but then balance. You feel the wind. And you realize: the push was the part that made the dream worth having.
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So, What’s Your Push?
Maybe your dream isn’t writing a book or playing ball. Maybe it’s starting a simple blog or learning to cook or saving up for a goat farm (hey, I don’t judge). Whatever it is, Myers is whispering over your shoulder: “It’s not going to push itself.” You’ve got to grunt, maybe swear a little, and then do it again.
And you know what? That push might look like asking for help—which is actually the hardest push of all. It looks like admitting you’re stuck. It looks like calling a friend and saying, “I’m dying here, help me push this thing.” That’s not weakness; that’s strategy. Myers himself leaned on mentors, on his community. He didn’t push alone.
A last ironic thought: if your dream feels heavy as concrete, congratulations—you’re doing it right. The push is the proof that you care. It’s the wobbly, stupid, beautiful mess of trying. So go ahead. Stand there, take a breath, and push. Because sometimes, a dream just needs a push—and your hands are the only ones that can do it.
