A question mark is the answer
I was just learning to drive a bicycle; I was in 4th grade then. I just borrowed the bike from my classmate; and so, I had limited time. When I found out that I could already balance myself, I pedaled with excitement ignoring the downhill slope. I pressed the brake but it did not stop. I was already in panic and I did not know what to do. So, I jumped off the bike and fell on some rocky dirt. Amazingly, the bike was not damaged. I had buises on my arms and legs but I did not cry. Nobody saw me and I felt so proud of myself. Since then, I became more confident; the way I look at life has changed. Through this experience, I have learned that I can take care of myself and I should be more careful. I have to be accountable for everything I do.
