My first day... .

I have never forgotten the first time that I had ride a bike. I was three. My father had just returned from work and we went on the street, near my house and he take out the bike from home. It was the perfect day to ride a bike, it was a Friday, holiday sunny day.



I was nervous because I had never ride a bike and I get on them and I take of immediately. My father helps me some metres and with some time I decided to try going alone. I had never been again as happy as this time. I could go alone with my first own bicycle.


After this increible event I went to a familiar dinner and I explain to all them what I’ve done. I was proud about what I’ve done!

My holidays

In these 2011 summer holidays I did diferents things:

Well, it all started when i know that i had been aproved 4th of ESO in Sant Miquel dels Sants in Vic.

Then I went 3 weeks to the beach with my arents , but there I had some friends from school and from Vic. WIth them we go to swim to the platform, we go by bycicle, to eat creps, play billard, to walk, we do lot of activities every day ... We play in a torunament and we win it was so funny!

After it all, with Vilatorta Negre team we play at the Sant Julià de Vilatorta tournament. It was increible but we win only 1 match, there were people from all Europe, Finland people, Scotish, from Euskadi ...