Lauren has started a series for the next few weeks of a question a day. I’m joining in, and so should you! If you do, go leave her a comment, and leave one here, too, if you want extra credit.
20 Questions
1. What age did you learn to ride a bike?
2. Do you remember your first day of kindergarten? What was it like?
3. What was your first car? What did you love/hate about it?
4. Who is/are your hero(es)?
5. What is one of your favorite memories from your childhood?
6. Do you play an instrument? If not, what would you want to play if you could?
7. What’s something that’s on your “bucket list”?
8. What were you like in middle school? What were your clothing/music choices? (Around 12 years old.)
9. What is something adventurous you’d like to do someday?
10. Do you believe in anything “odd” – UFOs, ghosts, horoscopes, superstitions, etc.?
11. What’s something you’re interested in that no one really knows about or no one would really understand?
12. What’s your favorite nostalgic song? What does it remind you of?
13. If you could learn one new skill or pick up a new hobby, what would you like to do?
14. What’s your favorite book? Magazine?
15. What’s your religion/religious beliefs?
16. What are you going to name your children? Or, what are your favorite names in general?
17. Who was your childhood best friend? Do you still keep in touch?
18. Tell us your life philosophy?
19. Tell us a secret talent!
20. Create your own question and answer it!
I don’t remember the exact age I learned to ride a bike, but I was young. I know I was riding a little red bike, I think with twelve-inch wheels. No kid older than six or seven could have fit on it.
It was definitely before third grade, because I used to ride my bike to school in third grade. I lived far enough away to ride the bus, but it was a great adventure to take my bike instead. It was about the farthest I rode at that age; almost two miles, I think. The sidewalk on the main road I took had lots of old trees’ roots breaking up the concrete, and you could jump them like ramps if you were going fast enough. I got home faster than the bus, too; our house was near the end of the route.
I spent about all of elementary school on my bike. Breaking my leg in a wreck in fifth grade put a damper on that, though.
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Your answer sounds so poetic!
Aww, now I want to describe my bike. I don’t remember the color, I think it was mainly white but had some purple in it. I had the pom pom thingies on the handle bar, and I had the little plastic sliding thingies on the spokes haha.