One Passion, One Love, One Dream . . .
It was a regular old Monday, but only this Monday it was my birthday.
I had woke up around 9:00 am. I was so excited it was time to go to the local BMX store. It took awhile to find the right bike, but finally I had found the bike I wanted! it was a “Next” bike, it was red,white, black and a little bit of gray. I knew it was the bike I wanted, when we got home, I got on,and my feet didn’t touch the ground, but “I didn’t let the little things in life slow me down”.
But that didn’t matter I may have been short but that didn’t stop me. As I grew older I got taller the more I rode the better I got going faster and faster before I knew it, I was flying steep hills pedalling as fast as could.
But now today its an old bike that has a rusty chain barely good enough brakes seats been chewed up by dogs but still goes fast this bike means alot to me one reason is because my uncle use to BMX the second reason is because my mom & dad got me this bike. Bike riding is my way of getting away from every day life it helps me when I have a rush of adrenaline.
My favorite sense is hearing for many reasons. One reason is because I couldn’t hear what people say.Two is because I could hear the crackling of a camp fire.Three is because I couldn’t hear The fired alarm or tornado alarm.
My life would be different because I couldn’t hear any thing i can’t hear what people say,I can’t hear the crackling of the fire,or a fire/tornado alarm.Is very important to the human body. We need to hear certain things like alarms people music etc.