I felt excited when I was a kid because September 1st was the date I returned to school from summer break in Beijing, China.
My first bike was my second aunt bought to me when I was in the 3rd grade. I was sick, so my teacher let me go home. By the time I got home, my mom and my aunt were ready to go shopping. Therefore, I had a chance to the mall with them together (happy about it, too! Lol)
My aunt insisted bought me a kids' bike without supporting wheels. She said if I want a bike, it had to be two wheels. Guess what? On that day, I got my first bike!
I don't remember how long it took me to master to ride a bike. However, I still remember the feeling that the first time I was riding my bike successfully.
Today, the night before September 1st, 2025, I am ready for a meaningful month: Riding for fight kids' cancer!