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My bike was called Freedom

I was lucky from a young age I had the freedom to take my bike and go for rides. I would return from school, threw my schoolbag on the floor and even before I digest my mom’s fantastic lunch, I was already on my bike changing lanes. Every turn and every path taught me something else. That was when I started observing nature, the weather and the animals. The freedom I felt on my red bike was inconceivable. The experiential knowledge I received was building more on my freedom.

How did you, as a child, build your freedom?

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