A Park Story

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Times when I don't have homework, you will never guess what I do: I go to the baby park with my brother. It's times when I don't have piano lessons and times when I don't have a lot of homework. This park story is especially special to me, because that day on I could do something I never could do before. That is, my good buddies from my neighborhood taught me how to control myself on the monkey bars. Before, I had thought that it would be impossible for me to play it, but then, these new friends met me and then we played together. Those two sisters are the best at monkey bars. They could skip any other and swing, hang on the sides, and cross each other when they are playing. This day, when both of them were on the bars, I felt like trying it, because seeing them swing is so boring. I jumped up, held tight, and started to swing. I touched the other bar, and I kept repeating this till I got to the end. Hurray!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I did it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! From that day on, every free time was my best time to go down to the park. I kept practicing, and soon enough, I could also climb the sides. So any time I thought something was hard, I would say to myself, "Practice Makes Perfect."