Tuesday, December 7, 2010
My cousin learned to ride her bike this September. I still remember the first time I learned to ride my bike...Such a feeling of accomplishment, freedom, and happiness. She was so happy and having such a good time as she was riding it around the park. Learning to ride a bike is a feeling that we never forget.Quote Of The Day:"You start the game with a pot of luck and an empty pot of experience...The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck." ~ Author Unknown
50 Word Story:
Brand New Independence
Wobbly on the new, foreign set of "legs." Walking off slowly, glancing around. Everything looks new, exciting, shiny, out of the packaging, and calling. Such new freedom. Such new independence. Anything seems possible. Failure doesn't seem to exist in this new world. The possibilities and roads to take are endless.
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