When I first learnt to ride a bicycle, I felt excited. That evening, I went
on my own around the neighbourhood. After a while, I decided to go to my
friend's house for a game of badminton.
On my way there, however, I was chased by a fierce dog. I pedalled as
fast as I could but it sprang at me and
caught my leg. I shouted and fell off my bicycle. My knees were bruised and
I was badly shaken.
Fortunately, the dog let go of my leg, but, before I could ride again, it
sprang once more at me and barked. Nervously, I managed to get on the
saddle after which I rode off without
looking back. Much to my relief, the dog soon gave up chasing me. But, by
then, I was too tired to play badminton. So, after a short rest at my
friend's house, I left for home, taking another route this time. Half way
home, I had a puncture and had to push my bicycle all the way.
Finally, I reached home, feeling exhausted after the evening's adventure
on a bicycle.