My first step

My 1st step as a baby i wrote about in my autobiography. So i will skip that point. Instead i will talk about something new that i have done that i have never done before..... Something that i have never done before is..... Well maybe my first step in trying to learn a how to ride a bike. I was in Poland and they had 1 rusted old bike hidden up their in the shed. My family let me take it out to try to learn how to ride it. The worst part is, this was when i was almost 5 years old, and the bike was for adults. So just to get on the bike, i had to put it up against the wall, and use a small ladder to get on it. The best part is that no one had ever helped me, so i know that i did it independatly which makes me feel proud. So, when i finally got a hang how to get on the bike, i started pedalling as fast as my skinny legs would let me peddal. I learned to ride straight easily enough, but when i got to the edge of the building and had to turn, that was when i always kept on falling over. After about practicing for about a week, i was able to make the turn but unfortunatly i kept on turning after the corner and went right up to the wall. Another week of practicing went by and i finally knew how to get on the bike, go straight, turn, and go straight again. So after that accomplishment i was so proud that almost everytime i had nothing to do, i would just go back into the shed and take out the old rusted bike and ride it around my block. My family has a weird gene towards bikes, because a lot of my family members ride bikes in competions, motocross bikes, etc.......Another 1st step of mine was when i was about 11 years old, that is when i first started to play soccer. I was almost 12, and my parents decided to join me up on a real team. It was a real rush to take my first step onto the soccer field. I was so nervous that i thought i was going to pee in my pants. After the 1st whistle went, my nervous relaxed and whenever the ball touched my feet, it felt as if i was playing a beautiful song, or dancing, but while playing soccer. It is very hard to describe ones own passion for a certain hobby, because everyone can feel it in a different way. Luckily in the game i didnt get injured, or nothing bad of that sorts, but unfortunately we lost. Oh well. Maybe ill have better luck next time, and my soccer journey had just began. SOSOSOSOSOSOSO..... i think that i am done writting about this stuff, but i cant really be so sure, so maybe if i write more, a thought will come......or not............Umm, another 1st step in my life could be, umm,umm...........................................im having t