I have decided to buy a bike. It’s a monumental
decision. I’ve never really been a bike owner since I was six and my father bought
me a beauty pink bike with tassels on the handles for my birthday. I can
vividly remember being taught how to ride on a beautiful summer day.
At the end of that summer, I put my bike up and never
again found the time to ride. My trusty old pink bike with a bell and passed on
the next summer to my summer.
This summer I would like to again become a bike owner.
One of the pleasures of riding a bike when I was a kid was turning my face up
to the sun and being kissed by the sun’s rays. I rode my bike as fast as I
could on the old dusty dirt road in front of our house. The sheer joy of riding
my bike never fails to come to mind when I watch kids ride their bikes. This
summer I hope to share in that same joy as I ride my bike to and fro.
Abby
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