I had some memories of my childhood which I always remember until now.

On my 8th
birthday I was given a gift by my parents is a bicycle. At that time it was a gift that I always
remember now because cycling is my hobby and at that time I always borrowed my friend's
bicycle.
Then my parents gave it as my birthday present. There, I was very happy that finally I had m
y own bicycle and I named the bicycle Marsya and introduced my new bicycle to my friends.
A few months after that I had an accident while I was using the bicycle I had to be hospitalize
d for a few days. And from then on I was forbidden by my parents from cycling again becaus
e my parents were afraid that it would happen to me again. After that I just played with my fri
ends like playing marbles, hide-and-seek and others. I felt sad that I could no longer cycle an
d could only see my friend cycling. I also had to obey my parents' orders not to ride a bicycle
anymore. When I was 10 years old I was finally allowed to cycle again and at that time I was
very happy and I promised to be more careful in cycling. The message taken from my experie
nce as a child is that we must obey all the words of our own parents and must be careful in ca
rrying out any activity. This is why I always remember this memory until now.