Around the Campus

A month ago my dad, brother and I went to U.P. (a school). My brother had a competition in U.P. so my dad had to drive him there, and I went with them simply, because I want to drive my bike! My dad told me that the school's campus is a good place to bike . . . and he's right!

And of course I took photos while biking around the campus! 

Can't make up my mind! Is that an ant carrying another ant, or an ant eating an ant? (left)

First tree! (right)

Second! (right)

Third tree! (left)

the blur (left)

Blue leaves! (left)

After biking for more than an hour, I rested, and it's my dad's turn! (right)

Drive A Bicycle

Last week I got a present from my dad, a bicycle! And of course, I wanted to drive it--immediately! I did and had so much fun! In my past article (Ride A Bicycle), I said that I've learned everything I needed; I did but I still needed practice. Needed to practice my turning to the left, right and u-turns in particular.

On Wednesday night, I was still not good with turning, but when I was getting the hang of it . . .

My bike got flat. Guess it was time for me to sleep so I did! When I woke up the next day, my bike was gone . . .  Not that it's lost, stolen or anything; my dad just got it fixed! Later, in the afternoon it came!

So, I biked again, and mastered turning!I biked, and biked, and biked.

 Fun. Fun. Fun! 

Saturday came, and the raining didn't stop. I really wanted to bike but since it was raining, I knew it wasn't time . . . but unexpectedly, my dad asked me if I wanted to; and of course, I said yessss! 

My dad and I then went outside and biked! We biked around the streets, feeling the cold breeze and raindrops!

Had much fun doing it! One of the best things I've done, ever! 

I have a lot of "one of the best things I've done", though!

P.S. Is this what you call Photo Journaling?

 P.P.S. Do you have a "one of the best things I've done"?

Ride a Bicycle

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Hello! Before my summer vacation ends . . . do I even have one? 

Before my cousin's summer vacation ends, she wanted to leisurely ride a bicycle. So, my mother volunteered to come with her to the park since her mom wasn't available. And of course, I have to come with them. 

Since I didn't know how to bike, my cousin told me that she'll teach me. Yea, I am thirteen years of age and I do not know how to bike. At first, I plan to just sit on a bench and read a book. But since we went to the park in the evening, I have got no choice. 

After we rent two bikes she taught me how; surprisingly it was easy . . . to sit on a bike. Pedaling a bike is easy too . . . but after I pedal it once I fall to a side; good thing I can immediately put my foot on the ground and not totally fall. 

After a while of pedaling once then fall, I got to pedal the bike thrice, without falling! Then, I could no longer do it again. My father then told my cousin that she can get her bike. 

So I was left alone. 

Well, I think practicing by myself helped because I got to pedal it a lot of times. And my cousin applauded me for that. Just when I thought I know how to bike . . . there was one more problem. I didn't know how to turn left nor right. Uh oh. Well, as I bike longer and longer it came naturally and I learned how to turn. Yipee!

After twelve minutes of learning how to bike, I learned all the things that I had to learn. My cousin and I then went to the track. We went faster and faster. Free! I finally know how to bike. My cousin actually told me that I was easy to teach.

I would like to be honest. My feet got overly muddy, and dirty before I learned how to bike. In addition I got a wound at the back of my leg too, but it's just a minor wound and actually it's gone. Not totally, though, I still have a scab.

I would like to thank my cousin for teaching me how. And my father because he gave me some helpful tips!