My cool bike inherited a bell from Dadi's old bike as he is too busy and too fat to go cycling nowadays. His old bike has retired to our bomb shelter-cum-storeroom. I hope my bike would not fall into the same fate. It is currently parked in the spare white room where I would occasionally bring it downstairs for a ride.
Haha!!! I can't quite pedal the bike yet. When I say "ride", I mean with Momi or Dadi pulling the bike along lah. I simply sat there and look shiok shiok lor. Yah lor, dun need to pedal at all and the bike would transport me to the playground downstairs. :p
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