Personal Narrative: How To Ride A Bike

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If you have never taught a little girl how to ride a bike, you might want to check the brakes first. This is going to be about the time I taught my sister how to ride a bike. On a warm summer day in July my sister was constantly asking if I would teach her how to ride a bike. I finally I decided to go outside and teach her how to ride her bike. She started off with teaching her how to balance. When I told her that balancing while moving was easier, she decided to try to ride. Then my mother came outside to help teach her how to ride her bike. We finally decided to come up with a plan on how to teach her how to ride her bike. After coming up with a plan my mother and I tricked her into thinking we were holding on to it, but it did not work

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