Assalamualaikum.
Watch something in YouTube. And it drags the memories of my childhood, where I first started to learn how to ride the bicycle.
It was my dad who taught me. Of course, I cried a lot, scared to my wits to ride bicycle. Starting first off with daddy holding the bicycle. My legs were short, I struggled to reach the pedal. When I balanced the position on the bicycle... he let go of me on the bicycle.
I cried when dad let go of me. Being too scared of falling down. I still remember his words up till now...
"Look at the small birds. It doesn't cry to fly with it's mom. So why should you?"
At the age of 19, he taught me how to drive.
If he has a plane, I'm sure he'll teach me to fly like the birds.
My daddy my boyfriend.
Watch something in YouTube. And it drags the memories of my childhood, where I first started to learn how to ride the bicycle.
It was my dad who taught me. Of course, I cried a lot, scared to my wits to ride bicycle. Starting first off with daddy holding the bicycle. My legs were short, I struggled to reach the pedal. When I balanced the position on the bicycle... he let go of me on the bicycle.
I cried when dad let go of me. Being too scared of falling down. I still remember his words up till now...
"Look at the small birds. It doesn't cry to fly with it's mom. So why should you?"
At the age of 19, he taught me how to drive.
If he has a plane, I'm sure he'll teach me to fly like the birds.
My daddy my boyfriend.
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