Personal Narrative Essay On The Experience Of Riding A Bike

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I was finally stepping outside my comfort zone learning to ride a bike. The most memorable time in my life was the time my dad taught me how to ride my first bike. At the age of six he taught me the basics of riding a bike. Along with rules that were set in order to help me be responsible with my bike. I learned to ride a bike without training wheels. He also taught me to stay motivated no matter how many times I wanted to give up because of my mistakes. I remember the day like it was yesterday even though it was eighteen years ago. This is one of the proudest moments in my life. It’s a lesson that I’ll never forget. Being taught how to ride a bike for the first time was exciting. I had turned six and my dad had promised me that he would get me this pretty pink glittery bike with training wheels I begged for. And teach me to ride it. I had never attempted to ride a bike before so I was extremely nervous. My dad wanted to make sure I was prepared. On the day of my birthday, I was given safety gear first. Without any hesitation I told him thank you. I was excited to know I was going to see my new bike next. The moment he brought out my bike he had a big smile on his …show more content…

We were at the park looking down a trail that looked longer than usual. I knew it was time to learn how to balance without training wheels. I was scared, even though I knew my dad wouldn’t steer me wrong. At that moment I knew I wouldn’t mind having my training wheels on a little longer, even if the rest of my friends didn’t. But with the help of my dad I was balancing my bike in no time. Since I had gotten the hang of riding, it was time to learn the techniques needed to stop. Usually I would put my foot down and drag it on the ground until I stopped. But my dad showed me the proper way to stop. He told me I could either peddle backwards or squeeze the front brake handle. So then I had every bike riding technique down

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