Personal Narrative: How To Ride A Bike Without Training Wheels

One of the most memorable moments from my childhood was learning how to ride a bike without training wheels. I remember it as if it happened yesterday, however it happened over ten years ago. It’s a process that most people remember doing as a kid. Not only is it exciting, but it’s a proud moment for a child. Learning to ride a bike marks a new chapter in a child’s life in becoming their own person. I was seven years of age when my mother taught me how to ride a bike. We walked to the shed and took my bike out. First step in riding a bike is to take the training wheels off. The bolts that were sticking to the bike like glue were tricky for my mother to take off. Once they finally came off, I put my helmet on, because my mother insisted we

I stood up, shook the dust off, and climbed back up on the bike. I felt how proud my mother was to watch me try again. She chanted that I could do this. Taking in a few deep breaths to calm my nerves enough to place my feet back on the pedals. Once again, I pedaled as fast as I could to gain momentum while trying to maintain my balance. My mother still behind me supporting me. She then let go of me and I kept going. I didn’t fall that time. Finally, I could ride a bike by myself without help. My mother cheered me on as I rode my newly improved bike to the end of the block and back. Once I arrived back to her, I stopped and gave her a gigantic hug. A soft cry came from my mother. I questioned why she had tears coming down her face, but she said it was tears of happiness.
I can now understand why she was saddened by me learning to ride a bike. When she let go of me that last time it was similar to mother bird letting her baby fly out of the nest for the first time. That was the start of me becoming my own person and becoming more independent. Every mother wants their child to soar high, but they also don’t want their babies to grow up. But it’s simply a part of