1. Write a descriptive paragraph about the first time you rode a bicycle. write in 200 words.
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I have a memorable experience when I was five years old. My father bought for me a medium sized learner’s bicycle, with two side wheels. I was very happy. For a year, I practiced every morning and evening. But after that I envied other boys who could ride their bicycles without the two side wheels. I wanted to be able to ride a normal bicycle. So one day, I asked my father to remove the side wheels.
At first, he hesitated, fearing I might fall and get myself injured. I was his only child. But my mother persuaded and nagged him everyday. Finally, but reluctantly he removed the side wheels for me. Initially, my father hold the seat, I had nothing to worry about. As I started to pedal, the wheels responded beautifully, I was trilled and I kept pedaling for quite a distance. Suddenly, I realized that my father was not beside me. I pressed the brakes and I fell on my side. My father started laughing and came running towards me. He helped me up and asked me to try again, I tried and slowly I gained confidence. But I was only able to move straight.
Within a week of continuous practice, I was able to pedal without help. The feeling of achievement was so immense that my heart was filled with pride and joy. In two weeks, I was able to ride my bicycle with the other boys.
I had many falls, but they were worth it. Now I can ride my bicycle well and have no fear at all. I am now eagerly looking forward to the day when I can ride my own motorcycle.
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When I was 6, I got a bicycle as my 1st birthday present. It was the best day. It had a print of my favourite cartoon Ben 10. It was shining in the Sun when we brought it. It had a dazling red colour and was made out of a really, really strong metal. It was easy to ride. I found as I am flying when I rod it. I thought I can even beat the fastest creature on the Earth. I stood first in our local bicycle competetion among my friends. I could feel like talking to the air. It was a wonderful experinece. When I first start riding it, I was pretty scared. I thought that vehicles are danger, they are human threat. We should ban riding vehicle, everyone must go by foot or like the traditional ways like our ansectors were used to. It was so because I had already seen my coyusin having a fracture on bieng fallen from the bicycle. On bieng a child it had a bad impact on my mind. But my mother told me that without it you would not be able to ride any two wheeler vehicle. And I would be dependent on sone other to go sonewhere or always use a public transport. But, that time I thought that it's a sin to be dependent on any other except my uncle-aunt, mother-father and granny. So, I rod it and learned on the first 3 days. I felt several times and my nieghbour always teased as he was fond of it. But, I made him shut when I learnt it. It was like a victory over the whole world especially my fear. It was quite over whelming. I was so greatful to overcone my fear and afterwards I was never scared of any vehicle.
I still treasure that bicycle and I want to go back that enjoyable time.
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