My first time experiencing bicycle                                             After a very meaningful conversation with my dad about the old days, we came up with an object that we both remember cleary. It was my very first biclycle. My mind told me that I got it when I was only eight but my mom insisted that I was seven when I got it. Either of us had a proof, and so we desided that when I got it was …showed first 75 words of 589 total…

…showed last 75 words of 589 total…could teach me. He said that if I could ride it the way I rode it for that fifty yards, I had no problems.                                             I practiced for a few more hours and I was pretty good. My dad told me I was the fastest learner that he had even seen. I told him that he was thw best teacher that I'd even met. We came home hand in hand as if we were best cronies.