I remember the first time I take up with riding when I was 6 years old. The first bicycle my parents bought me was had a blue colour and it 's was smaller than mine's now. It was just very fundamental bike, not to expensive or complicated. I was very glad and happy at that time and I got myself to ride it immediately, but soon after that, I get the bike bumped to the power pole and get hurt at foots. So after that day, I plucked up all of my will and determined to try it again. Then I find that the way to did it which not let my fall, that is leans the handle bar of the bike to the wall of my house. Flabbergasted, it was success more than I expected, I can rode two-wheels bike. I did it over and over again until I felt familiar, I didn't need a wall anymore then I could rode it in free style and correct with bike's underlying. But the consequences was terrible, a giants and inordinate scratch were made, luckily, my family didn't care about it
I remember the
first
time I take up with riding when I was 6 years
old
. The
first
bicycle my parents
bought
me
was had
a blue
colour
and it 's was smaller than mine's
now
. It was
just
very
fundamental
bike
, not to expensive or complicated. I was
very
glad and happy at that time and I
got
myself to ride it immediately,
but
soon
after that, I
get
the
bike
bumped to the power pole and
get
hurt at foots.
So
after that day, I plucked up all of my will and determined to try it again. Then I find that the way to did it which not
let
my fall,
that is
leans the handle bar of the
bike
to the wall of my
house
. Flabbergasted, it was success more than I
expected
, I can
rode
two-wheels
bike
. I did it over and over again until I felt familiar, I didn't need a wall
anymore
then I could
rode
it in free style and correct with bike's underlying.
But
the consequences was terrible, a giants and inordinate scratch
were made
, luckily, my family didn't care about
it