Personal Narrative: My Life Changing Experiences

“WHOA WHOA WHOA THIS IS BALONEY MAN!” that is something I say whenever I am frustrated. People have always told me sometimes the best way to learn something is through failure. People value things they have accomplished differently. Often the people whom are naturally adept at things do not realize how much of a struggle it can be for others. Many times when people have told me that if you are going to fall, fall forward. Do not let your insecurities, doubts, and pride get in the way of improving yourself. In brief, there can always be a way to improve yourself. For instance, when I was younger, I had failed to properly learn how to ride my bike at around the same age as the other kids. I had difficulty understanding the phrase “It is as easy as riding a bike”. Particularly, I had a difficult time balancing and moving forward on the bike. I was so fixated on what I was doing wrong, I did not realize what I was doing right and what I could do to improve on what I had done right. Learning how to ride a bike was one of the most painful, life-changing, experiences I had ever gone through. I was ten years old, still on training wheels. I was still wearing: knee pads, helmet; elbow pads; and gloves. At first, my dad had
I was determined to show my dad that I could do it. That I could beat my older brother in something. That I could be one of the cool kids. I spent countless days trying to learn how to ride a bike. Then one day I decided it was enough. Training wheels are going to need to come off and I am going to need to learn how to balance myself one day. I went into our garage and I had taken out an open ended wrench and I began to unbolt the training wheels that I felt had been restraining me from my full potential of bike riding. I have had enough of the “safe” route of learning how to ride a bike. I had ditched the helmet, elbow pads, knee pads, and the