The First Time I Rode my Bike by Anna Louise

​When I was about seven years old, my Mom and Dad decided to buy me a pink, sparkly bike, so I would finally decide to try to learn how to bike.
When I first saw the bike, I screamed and ran to my room and slammed the door, and shut my eyes… I was never, ever, ever, ever, EVER, going to ride a bike! Slowly though, something inside of me started to change, and in a few seconds, I started thinking. “What if I DID try, just try?” I thought, Slowly, I got out from under my bed covers and walked to the garden, where my rejected bike was placed, under the fat oak tree.
I decided I would not ask help from my parents and figure it out for myself. I just climbed on the bike, and remembered how my brother rode his bike, and put my feet on the pedals, my hands on the wheel, and moved my feet in a circular movement. At first, I did not realize I was moving, but suddenly I felt as if I was a free bird, flying in between the clouds. The zephyr blew gently on my face, and I felt free!
I closed my eyes, and just enjoyed the moment! I had just saved the world, my world! I felt amazing, until I ran into the brick wall (because I had my eyes closed) but it didn’t matter! I had learned how to bike, all by myself! I will never forget that wonderful experience!

5 thoughts on “The First Time I Rode my Bike by Anna Louise

  1. Dear Anna Louise,

    I really thought this was a wonderful piece because throughout the whole piece you were showing everything not telling. One of my favorite parts was,”I just climbed on the bike, and remembered how my brother rode his bike, and put my feet on the pedals, my hands on the wheels, and moved my feet in a circular movement.” I read that sentence at least ten times because your words you included never go dead.

    Sophia

  2. Dear Anna-Louise,
    I really liked your memoir of when you rode your bike for the first time. Also, I liked how you showed what happened and it didn’t tell. In the beginning you should have used your senses a little more. My favorite part was when you saved your own world. Well done!
    Sincerely,
    Constantinos

  3. Dear Anna-Louise,
    I really liked your memoir. When you said” What if I DID try, just try?” why did you put all capitals in the words “did”. After that, you said,”I thought, Slowly, i got out from under my bed covers and walked to the garden,where my rejected bike was placed,under the fat oak tree.”After “thought”don’t you have to put a period instead of a comma. Keep up the good work!
    -Stathis Plessas

  4. Wonderful description especially of your first feelings on the bike. I particularly liked your revelation :”I saved MY world”

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