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- Story Listed as: True Life For Kids
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Life Experience
- Published: 08/31/2023
When I was 10 I went to ride a bike with my uncle on a sunny Sunday, we went to a road where without knowing it I would make new and great friends, when we were reaching the road in the distance we could see how a large number of cyclists were concentrating As we got closer we saw how more cyclists joined this great gathering of cyclists. When we finally reached the group, we realized that they weren't just cyclists! If not, there were also skaters, runners, skateboarders, cyclists and even simple people walking! it was great! After a while, we started to climb a hill with the whole group, when we reached the top of the hill, the whole group stopped to rest for a while, some brought their snacks, others simply hydrated and others bought some snacks in the stores that were nearby. My uncle and I decided to go buy something in the stores we had seen, he bought a fruit salad and for me he bought a ham, cheese and lettuce sandwich. When we sat down to eat, next to our table there were a group of boys sharing some food and talking, after wondering for a while whether to talk to them or not, I finally made up my mind and talked to them, I introduced my uncle and me, we started to talk and we became friends, there were about 6 approximately. After about 15 minutes, the group finished eating and resting and we all started the journey together again. My new 6 friends and I became in the same group and began to test who was the fastest or who had the most skill with the bicycle, when one of the children tried to do a trick, fell off the bicycle and scratched his knee We had to take him to a hospital, because his knee was bleeding a lot, as soon as we arrived the doctors received him, they washed his knee and gave him a cure, finally he left with a bandaged knee, he couldn't ride a bike anymore and we had to take him in a taxi to his house, fortunately, with a few medications and good care, after a few days he was recovered. We met again one Sunday, on the same road by which we had met, we went to eat at the same place where we had started talking, we chatted for a while and after a while we continued riding a bicycle, after an hour riding a bicycle we finally met. We said goodbye and each one went home. It was a good experience to have met a good friend through a beautiful sport such as cycling. Now we are very good friends and from time to time we go out to ride a bike and chat for a while in the same place where we met. The end.
The day i got lost(Juan Bolivar) When I was 10 I went to ride a bike with my uncle on a sunny Sunday, we went to a road where without knowing it I would make new and great friends, when we were reaching the road in the distance we could see how a large number of cyclists were concentrating As we got closer we saw how more cyclists joined this great gathering of cyclists. When we finally reached the group, we realized that they weren't just cyclists! If not, there were also skaters, runners, skateboarders, cyclists and even simple people walking! it was great! After a while, we started to climb a hill with the whole group, when we reached the top of the hill, the whole group stopped to rest for a while, some brought their snacks, others simply hydrated and others bought some snacks in the stores that were nearby. My uncle and I decided to go buy something in the stores we had seen, he bought a fruit salad and for me he bought a ham, cheese and lettuce sandwich. When we sat down to eat, next to our table there were a group of boys sharing some food and talking, after wondering for a while whether to talk to them or not, I finally made up my mind and talked to them, I introduced my uncle and me, we started to talk and we became friends, there were about 6 approximately. After about 15 minutes, the group finished eating and resting and we all started the journey together again. My new 6 friends and I became in the same group and began to test who was the fastest or who had the most skill with the bicycle, when one of the children tried to do a trick, fell off the bicycle and scratched his knee We had to take him to a hospital, because his knee was bleeding a lot, as soon as we arrived the doctors received him, they washed his knee and gave him a cure, finally he left with a bandaged knee, he couldn't ride a bike anymore and we had to take him in a taxi to his house, fortunately, with a few medications and good care, after a few days he was recovered. We met again one Sunday, on the same road by which we had met, we went to eat at the same place where we had started talking, we chatted for a while and after a while we continued riding a bicycle, after an hour riding a bicycle we finally met. We said goodbye and each one went home. It was a good experience to have met a good friend through a beautiful sport such as cycling. Now we are very good friends and from time to time we go out to ride a bike and chat for a while in the same place where we met. The end.
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