Hi all friends, meet again with me @rahmatandesti, I hope all of you are healthy and smooth in carrying out your activities.
On this occasion, I am back here to enliven the flagship contest held by the Hive Learners community. This contest is very interesting because it discusses different themes in each edition. In the third edition, which is the last edition in week 38, we will discuss something very interesting about our past memories when we were little. Of course it is very interesting for us to discuss here because everyone must have memories that are most remembered when they were little.
When we are as big as we are now, there must be a lot of memories in the past which gradually fade to be replaced with newer memories. Of all the memories we have, there must be memories that we remember the most, maybe because this was a fun moment or vice versa, a bad moment that we find difficult to forget. All those memories become very valuable lessons for ourselves because our experiences in the past are very valuable and extraordinary lessons in this life.
The memories that I will share are my experiences when I was little, these memories have faded a bit, but I will try to remember them further on this occasion. This memory occurred when I was little. At that time I was still just entering the school for young children here, which is often called Kindergarten. At that time I was new and afraid to meet new people at school so on the first day I was always accompanied by my father until school was over, the incident happened several days until I got used to it there only after that my father just took me and went straight home without waiting like before. At first I was happy that my father would always pick me up and pick me up every day, but when my father picked me up I was often late and I had to wait a long time for someone to come home and I was still waiting there.
I see some of my friends go to school by bicycle, I find it very comfortable for them because they go to school on their own without being escorted and when they come home they can go straight home without having to wait to be picked up. I felt I really wanted to be like them, so I asked to buy me a small bicycle so I could go to school. At home I have a bicycle that is a bit big in size but it belongs to my sister, it's impossible for me to take it to school because my sister uses it every day to go to school.
Every day I persuade my father and mother to buy me a bicycle, because I want to experience being able to go to school with my own bicycle. After a few days, even though it felt a bit long one day when I came home from school I saw a small bicycle in front of my house, in my heart I was sure this must be for me therefore the moment before my father's motorbike actually stopped I already jumped down and straight towards the bike, I was very enthusiastic and immediately tried the bicycle around my house. At that time I felt very happy, I felt like I wanted to keep pedaling the bicycle and couldn't wait to use it tomorrow when I went to school.
This is what I really hoped for at that time. I want to be able to go to school by myself and be able to go straight home without having to wait to be picked up. Because of my wish, at night I feel that the clock is running very slowly and I can't sleep because I can't wait to use my new bike to go to school.
The next day I went to school using my bicycle, but my father was still following behind because I was new, my father wanted me to be more careful and told me to choose the back road when I came home to make it safer because vehicles and cars rarely used it.
That's all the story of my experience when I was little. Very fond memories of the first time I owned my own bike. Sorry if there are errors in writing, thank you very much for your visit. May beautiful memories always decorate our lives.