When I was about 5 years old I wanted to ride a bike . It sounded fun . So that day I got my bike and practiced a little.Then my dad saw me practicing and he said do you want to practice with me and I said sure.Then my oldest Brother came out and said can I can help my dad said sure. So I got on my bike my dad pushed and my brother held onto the bike to balance me then my brother let go then the bike fell down but I was ok. Then we did it a second time then I jumped off and my dad said our sposed to stay on the bike. Then we did it one more time and I was riding my bike then I was so happy that I could ride a bike.