My first time learning how to ride a bicycle. My grandfather was not very good of a speaker, so he taught me the fastest way to ride a bike by pushing me into my own peril. My first lesson brought back many bruises and scars on my knees and elbows. Not the best first experience but definitely not something you see nowadays. Good times when getting hurt just makes you more determined. Perhaps I will teach my child to ride the bicycle the same way ha-ha, if the bicycle still exists. (Memory collected at the Choa Chu Kang Public Library during "The Singapore Story: My Heart, My Hope, My Home" campaign from 6 Sep to 31 Dec 2012)