“Where is my mom? What’s holding her up? She should be out here by now.” I wondered to myself. Around 11am my mom finally came outside, it felt like an eternity had passed by. All this time I could have been advancing my knowledge of the proper way to ride a two-wheeler. …show more content…
She held the rear part of the saddle on the bike.
“Okay Nicole, this is the part where you have to trust me… deal?” my mom asked me.
“You're my mom, I trust you...completely.” I replied
I put one foot on a pedal on my two-wheeler, I gripped the handle bar with all my might.
“Firsts things first, you must know how to maintain your balance so you do not tip over” my mom told me as she lifted my other foot and placed it over the other pedal.
“Mom?” I told her trembling.
“Yeah Nicole, what’s wrong?” she asked me.
“I don’t think I can do this. What if I tip over or maybe I might crash into our Bignonioides tree” I flustered.
“Nicole, riding a bike is like taking a test you must believe in yourself and you also have to concentrate. Ignore everything around you, focus on making it to the end of the