First Ride

By : Muhamad Hazazi Bin Abdul Hadi

Everybody have a moment in life that is very significant to them. That memorable moment is usually held on till the rest of their life because it means something to them. It could be the atmosphere of a wedding, the feeling inside you on the first day of school or even your satisfaction of achieving your goal. The best moment of my life is when I finally learnt how to ride a bicycle.

It was a Sunday morning. It was raining. My father and I went to a bicycle shop to buy my first bicycle. As any 5 years old boy should be, I was very excited. We arrived and purchased a shiny blue bicycle. It fit me pretty good. My legs could reach the pedals easily and the seat was very comfortable.

We reached home later that day and my dad told me that he would teach my how to ride it the next day. Being the stubborn child that I am, I took the bike out for a test anyways. I thought it would be easy. But sometimes thing are not as easy as it seems. I hopped on the bike and tested the brakes and tried to have a feeling of the bike. I felt very confident, so I went for it. I lifted my left leg of the ground and used the other to paddle. A few seconds later I found myself in the bushes. I ran back to my house and told my mom what happened. She treated my scratched elbow and shoulder.

I was very frustrated. So I trained every single waking day. Despite of rain, I still disciplined myself to practise the technics and the art of balancing. I worked very hard and it is worth it. I was finally able to ride a bike. It was a historic moment for me. It was the best day of my life. After all the hardwork and determination being put in this, it felt really good to be able to ride a bike. That was the day of my life. The End