When I was eleven years old, I once fell from my bike. After
getting a new bicycle from my father, I was very happy for I had a new bicycle.
Then, I always rode my bicycle with my friends to go to around my village.
Every day we rode our bicycle to go to school together.
One day, in the early morning when I wanted to go to school, I left
my home after breakfast. My friends had waited for me to go to school together.
There is a little down way in front of my house for a motorcycle or a bicycle.
Then, I passed it with front brake of my bicycle. Actually, my bicycle turned
up and fell flip over on the ground. I felt my left hand was broken in that
time. So, I cried loudly till my parents very shocked and confused.
My father immediately brought me to go to the midwife. In my
village, the doctor was so far in the another village. So, the Midwife checked
my hand and she said to my father to bring me to the masseur. Then, he brought
me to the masseur and the masseur said that my hand was bent. He massaged my
hand until my hand well.
For that accident, I did n’t enter class for one week. After getting
well, I went school with my father every day for he is a teacher in my school
also. My father forbade me to ride bicycle for sometimes. So I could n’t have
ridden my bicycle again with my friends a long time. And I felt so sad when I
saw my friends rode their bicycle. It was a long time to get my hand well like
a usual. Sometimes, I fell traumatic if
I ride a bicycle.
That
was an unforgotable moment in my life. Actually, I really miss my childhood so
much and I miss to ride bicycle together
with my friends.
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