I went out exploring in the neighborhood and stopped in front of a bike store. I rushed back home and dragged my dad out of the house to see this store. After an hour or two I found the perfect match. A bike the colour of the magnificent blue sky. It had an white basket on the front of it for holding my school bag ofcourse. I decided I would ride it home and my dad stopped me and said “Mandi you can’t ride a bike instantly, you’ve got to learn. I had seen people riding to school on their bikes and how hard could it be. Well as stubborn as I am, I listened. I took it out on the backyard as I tried to ride it but totally fell over. I already knew this was going to be a long day. I persevered but couldn’t get it right. Finally I ran to my dad for help and he attached the training wheels. I got the hang of this but know let’s try it without the training wheels. I knew this was going to be a disaster. I told dad to hold onto the back of the back as I rode along but then as typical as dad’s he let go leaving me thinking that he was still there. My head turned to look back then to my horror no one was there. My massive stumble caused a graze. I was furious, I headed back getting ready to tell off my dad. He told me look on the positive side you can ride it without me. How could he say that when I had a great, big graze on my leg. Now I was happy that I could ride the bike on my own but also how could dad do that? when he knew that I didn’t know how to ride a bike. In a few weeks I knew I was going to be a professional on riding bikes.
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