Oh god, this picture brings back so much memories.Even though the moemories aren’t quite clear, but I still remember when my dad got me my first bicycle, and how excited I was. I first started with training wheels. Then the day we removed it, my mum accomapanied me as well as my sister and neighbours. They would hold the bike, and let me roll, I would be so afraid when they let go, that I lose concentration and hit the nearest car. It was a while until I could properly cycle. Bicycles became one of my favorite hobbies instantly. I can assure you that I am a great cycler now.
