Everyone else has their own specialties. Some people can dance, others can play the violin. My specialty is skating. This reminds me of the first time I learned to skate.
"Let's go skating" At my repeated request, my father agreed to take me skating. I shouted and jumped with excitement. When I arrived at the skating rink, I jumped out of the car eagerly and ran to the entrance and exit of the skating rink. A chill came. Ah, so there is really ice here. As soon as my father swiped the card to open the door, I jumped in and couldn't wait for my father to rent me skates. As soon as I put on my skates and entered the skating rink, I gave everyone a "meeting gift" and fell on my back. I finally came to a corner of the "sparsely populated" skating rink. I lifted my left foot, shook myself and fell on the ice again. Ouch, my ass. I am really like a child who can't walk here, wading on the ice, waiting for someone to help me up. Fortunately, when my father came, I seemed to meet a savior and helped me up. And taught me the essentials of skating: "first throw your feet outward, keep your center of gravity low and stable, then push your right foot and put your left foot in, and you can slide." I watched my father and other children slide freely on the skating rink. I am envious and a little unconvinced.
I summon up courage and meditate on the essentials taught by my father: separate your feet, press your right foot hard, and then close your left foot. I succeeded in taking the first step. Right foot on the ground, left foot on the ground; The left foot pedal and the right foot are closed. Repeat this action and your hand will swing naturally. My father praised me and said, "Yes, it's a bit like that. Continue to work hard. " I smiled happily, and I was in big trouble, and then I fell to the ground with my center of gravity unstable. In this way, I don't know how many falls and how much pain my ass has suffered, but I'm glad I finally learned to skate.
Time passed quickly, and it was time for the skating rink to close. I reluctantly left the skating rink. I said to my father in the car, "I'll come again." When I got home, I was sore all over, especially my ass, but I was still elated because I learned another skill.