When I Learned How to Ride My Bike

One sunny, summer afternoon I was playing outside on my purple bike.  It had three princesses painted on it.  On the steering wheel, there was string like stuff connected to the steering wheel.

My dad was working in his shop and he saw me.  He asked me if I wanted to learn how to ride my bike without training wheels.  I said yes.

He went into his shop and got some tools to take my training wheels off.  I was nervous at first.

I got my helmet and went to my bike.  My dad held the back of my bike and my back.  He said to peddle so I started to peddle.  He let go and I fell.  He let go again, and I fell off again.  I told him to keep hanging on but he already let go.  I felt like I was the king of the world.

We went inside and told my mom that I learned how to ride my bike.  My dad got me a treat. It was a rainbow sherburt push-pop.  It was yummy.  After that dad and I went outside and rode our bikes together.