My Horrible Experience of Learning How to Ride a Bike

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I was only ten years old when I began learning how to ride a bike which wasn’t easy for me but got the hang of like any other person would. My family members were annoyed of me constantly asking for someone to teach me. I wanted my own bike just like my sisters and be able to ride along with them and not bother with their rude remarks of not being able to ride a bike. So my father decided to help me learn in front of my building in the summer until I was able to ride on my own. My father's reason for teaching was for us to spend more quality time together since he was always working. It took me three weeks to learn due to the small accident I had which help me learn a valuable lesson.
I was so tired of riding my red and silver scooter around thanks to my two older sisters Vanessa and Nora. Wherever we decided to go they always rode their bikes no matter how close or far we were going especially since it was summer time. They always found a way in getting me upset mostly when they enjoyed making fun of me just because they arrived before me or they had to wait for me to arrive. If my sisters had to wait they would yell or begin calling me unnecessary names. Since then that became a reason for me to learn learn how to ride a bike. Due to my constant nagging my father began teaching me by letting me use my sister Nora’s bike since it had brakes. Nora's bike was perfect for me but I hated the color for being a bright yellow. I wanted to learn how to ride with Vanessa's bike but my father said no since it had no breaks but it really wasn't a big problem for me because all I wanted was to learn how to ride.
In front of my building I started learning every Friday when my father arrived early from work and every Saturday through Sunday s...

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...to get up to try again to succeed” no matter how many times we may fall or how hard, we just need to try again to succeed. Since then I decided to try bike riding again and not worry about my falls or accidents because that was a way of me showing myself I was making progress it was a valuable lesson. When my sisters and I went bike riding I began to laugh because the tables turned I wasn't the one being laughed at anymore it was them. Bethany Hamilton is a huge example to never give up on what can be accomplish till this very day. After her struggling for so long she entered major surfing competitions winning top five competitor, published her autobiography in 2004 called Soul Surfer: A True Story of Faith, Family, and Fighting to Get Back on the Board. Seven years later in the month of April a movie based on her tragedy called Soul Surfer which I love was released.

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