I was watching my little niece riding on her bicycle on the other day, and the flashback of my childhood came into my mind.
I remember my first time riding on a bicycle. It wasn't something that I could be proud of.
The thing is my father didn't let me ride on a bicycle and never occur to me to ask him why.
The first time I really rode my own bicycle, (well since my parents didn't even bother to teach me how to ride a bicycle when I was younger) is when I was in Standard 6! Yeah, Darjah 6 okay. That's when I was able to cycle a bicycle. It's very embarrassing to think about it. I mean look at my niece, she's like what, 5 years old and she can ride a bicycle on her own, and I'm not talking about the tricycle.
Well, we can't turn back the time but we surely don't want to repeat the same mistake, means here, my future offspring. I won't let them to go through the same thing that I had been through. Heh.
So, on the other day, I had fun riding on a bicycle! I mean like REAL FUN! I joined the kids (my little niece and her friends) playing with the bicycle until the night after, I had a real pain at the back and under my feet. But it was worth the pain though cause I had fun! Haha. Whatever.
That was like I qada' what I had missed in the past. My big sis and her friend and plus her friend's children seemed to be enjoying watching me riding on the bicycle. Well, you guyz should be in my shoes and experience it yourselves!
Alright, I'll leave you with the pictures of my little niece and I posing on a cool ride which is bicycle of course. Ehe.
look at my little niece. what's she doing? haha.