When I First Learnt How To Ride A Bike

               When I First Learnt How To Ride A Bike:
"Owwww" I said when my bike fell on my tiny toe. I was learning how to ride my bike in the driveway with my mum. We had taken off my training wheels at the age of six. As I tried peddling down the driveway my mum got a call from inside. While she was talking on the phone I was peddling! But I lost control and rode into the garage door. As tears were prickling down my cheeks, my mum came outside and said that we can end it for the day. 

                                   The moral of the story:
If you don't know how to ride a bike, never ride unsupervised.

Unfortunately I had to learn that the hard way. :(   

My PBL

                                📚My PBL🐜

  Above is my ant and book for my PBL. My ant was a pretty hard challenge for me, mostly putting on the paper mache, witch was FRUSTRATING😠          

Apart from that it was really fun and I wish I could do it again.
In my booklet I put in my Report Writing and Acrostic Poem. 
I also made picture on the back and it has a talking ant. (Don't judge me). A muscle I stretched was my interdependence muscle and I did that by working away from friends (well, some of the time). If I could do it again I would focus more and get it finished.