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Learning how to ride a bicycle | Primary 2 essay for 8 year olds | Elijah Wee | Singapore

Learning how to ride a bicycle has been quite an experience for me and it has not been easy! Here is a short essay I wrote when I was in Primary 2 (8 years old) on this. Well in this picture composition, it was rather smooth-sailing though!




Learning how to ride a bicycle
It was a Sunday afternoon. John’s father brought John to East Coast Park to learn how to cycle. John was excited as he had always wanted to learn how to ride a bicycle.
                  
When he got his bicycle from the rental shop, John immediately hopped on the bicycle, put his feet on the pedals and started to pedal. His father told him not to be afraid and to just keep pedalling. John listened to his father’s instructions and kept pedaling on.
                  
After ten minutes of practice, John was finally able to cycle down the stretch of pavement properly on his own! His father was in seventh heaven to see John’s achievement. John’s father encouraged him to practise hard on his cycling every day. John agreed with his father to practise. His father rewarded him with ice cream at the Mcdonalds nearby. John was delighted with the treat. It was indeed a happy and exciting day for John at the East Coast Park.

How was your bicycle learning experience?

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