On Monday, my brother, PJ, took me on my bike without my training wheels, and in two minutes i got  the hang of it without my training wheels.  I felt good.  That day I went on my bike around the plazuela 4 times.  I fell a little and i briused my knee.  I felt sad, but i got up and I rode my bike to my house and got a hello kitty band aid.  I showed my dad that i could ride my bike all by myself.  I was happy. Now i ride my bike everyday.  Sometimes, first thing in the morning, i get up and ask my mom if i can ride my bike around the plazuela.  she says yes, sometimes.