Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Remember

By Dylan

I remember when my father taught me how to ride a bike. We used to go to Ridgecrest, my brother also tagged along. We went to the empty lot next to the park. The first few weeks we were riding with training wheels. Then we took off the training wheels and rode like that for a few weeks.

We already know how to ride but we did not know how to ride without training wheels. Actually, we already knew how to ride with training wheels. I fell of about five times and my brother about ten times or less. I had a great time and it felt good to ride without training wheels.

Now today I do not have to use training wheels. My brother says," he has to use tanning wheels,' but I think he is lying. I stopped using training wheels when I was five or six years old. This event was fun because I now can go faster on my bike and I'm proud of that.

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