I still remember the day when I got my first bicycle. I got it when I was seven years old. It was a four-wheel cycle. It was pink in colour. There was a beautiful picture of Barbie on my cycle seat. Every day morning I would ride my cycle . I loved to ring the bell whenever I saw people coming near my cycle. My cycle had a basket in the front. I always kept my favourite teddy bear in the basket. Afterwards my father removed the side wheels. I was very scared to ride the cycle without side wheels. Suddenly, one day I put both my legs on the pedals and rode. Finally, I learnt to ride a bicycle all alone. I was so happy. When I grew up my father bought me a big bicycle. Now, I ride it to school and also to some nearby shops. But still I love my first bicycle and keep it safe in my house. I will give it to my sister when she grows up.
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Sweet and nice essay….
Too short and needs improvement
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Can you tell me in hindi 😫please please
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I thought that it might be a essay but it’s not Would say it a paragraph
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It’s like my story
I would suggest you to make the essay longer, it is pretty short. Thanks.