Personal experience to relate to "Giraffe's Can't Dance".

I Can't Ride a Bike

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Mrs. Long did not know how to ride a bike! She was nervous to tell Mr. Long that she doesn't know how to ride a bike, and so she went to the store with him anyway. At the store Mr. Long was having fun riding the bikes around the store to find out which would be the best fit for him, laughing and riding away, while Mrs. Long was feeling sad she could not join him. She was so sad Mr. Long stopped what he was doing and asked her what was wrong. She then confessed, "I can't ride a bike!". 

So there in the store, Mr. Long decided he would help Mrs. Long learn how to ride a bike. We choose a bike that I could ride on, I climbed on top, and Mr. Long pushed me down the store isle. I fell over at least 5 times in the beginning, but I did not give up. After an hour of practicing at the store with the bike, I became a professional, all thanks to Mr. Long and his patience to teach me. 

One day, Mr. Long wanted to go to the store to buy some bikes. <br/>Mr. Long was very excited and looked forward to riding his bike with Mrs. Long on the weekends, but Mrs. Long was very nervous. 