I remember riding a bicycle for the first time in my life. My dad was pushing me along the grass patches in Pasir Ris Park, and it really felt like I could ride it. Sure enough, I turned back and saw my dad a few metres behind. "I can ride a bike!" I thought. But within seconds, I lost my balance and fell to the dirt. Pasir Ris Park was where I had my best childhood memories. (Memory collected at the Tampines Regional Library during the "The Singapore Story: My Heart, My Hope, My Home" campaign from 6 Sep to 31 Dec 2012)