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I remember the day when I got my first pair of rollerblades. I remember I had been asking my parents for ages to get me a pair but they had said no, saying they were too dangerous. Finally, when my birthday came I went downstairs to find a huge parcel on the kitchen table. With my heart beating, I took off the wrapping paper and to my delight found that it contained a pair of brand new roller blades. I could hardly contain my excitement, I put on the blades, went out into the street, which was quite steeply inclined, and went down the pavement, only to trip over the kerb and fall down in the road. A neighbour ran out to pick me up as I lay sprawled in the street, but I distinctly remember hoping my parents hadn't seen what happened because they were bound to say "I told you so". Eventually, however, I had to go back home, carrying the blades which were badly damaged, and sheepishly admit what had happened. To my relief, they didn't tell me off, and didn't say anything about the blades. My elbows and knees were hurt and I had bruises all over, and holes in the knees of my new trousers. It didn't put me off rollerblading though, and I eventually became quite good at it. I don't know what happened to the blades - I suppose my parents gave them away or maybe they are still there up there somewhere my parents attic.
I remember the day when I got my first pair of rollerblades. I remember I had been asking my parents for ages to get me a pair but they had said no, saying they were too dangerous. Finally, when my birthday came I went downstairs to find a huge parcel on the kitchen table. With my heart beating, I took off the wrapping paper and to my delight found that it contained a pair of brand new roller blades. I could hardly contain my excitement, I put on the blades, went out into the street, which was quite steeply inclined, and went down the pavement, only to trip over the kerb and fall down in the road. A neighbour ran out to pick me up as I lay sprawled in the street, but I distinctly remember hoping my parents hadn't seen what happened because they were bound to say "I told you so". Eventually, however, I had to go back home, carrying the blades which were badly damaged, and sheepishly admit what had happened. To my relief, they didn't tell me off, and didn't say anything about the blades. My elbows and knees were hurt and I had bruises all over, and holes in the knees of my new trousers. It didn't put me off rollerblading though, and I eventually became quite good at it. I don't know what happened to the blades - I suppose my parents gave them away or maybe they are still there up there somewhere my parents attic.
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