I have always liked riding my bike. During my childhood, I did it all the time and had so much fun.
The first time I felt butterflies in my stomach, the girl I liked didn't like riding a bike. I think she was afraid of falling down and ripping her porcelain skin.
I was dying to ride a bike with her, I told my mom and she looked for the solution. My uncle had a three-seat bicycle to ride with his two daughters, as they were already grown up, the bicycle fell into disuse. My uncle gave me the bicycle and I won the heart of my girl. I sang to her "riding a bicycle with you, my heart goes pedaling while I fall in love" ,hahahaha. It was the best.
The best of all is that I have lived unforgettable moments as a father, I also went for a ride with my two daughters on the bicycle, they too grew up and now I have the bicycle at home, as a symbol of the divinely lived moments.
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