Submitted by Isabella Ainsworth; 4th grade 10/08
This entry relates to the past.
Categories: Unforgettable experiences, bicycles.
 
The wind blows my sisters go off biking. How I wish I could go with them! But I can’t, I don’t even know how to bike! It’s time I learned.
That night I asked my dad “Can you teach me how to ride a bike?” “Of course” he said. His response left my heart leaping with joy. I was going to ride a bike!
Sure enough the classes started. Every night I would practice. Every night would be the same. I would fall, cry then try again. Until one night. That one night I didn’t just try to ride a bike, I did. It might not have been that long. But I still did it! And that was enough for me.
Pretty soon I was biking to school every day. What glory it was to ride a bike! What happiness I felt! I couldn’t even remember how it felt to fall off of a bike. This was good news (hopefully).