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Please suggest corrections to the below short story which I just wrote, especially the lines in bold. Also, if possible, suggest a good moral line for this story. I tried to give a good moral line but I think it isn't attractive enough.
Life Lesson Learnt A Hard Way
My friend said to me, “I have to travel a lot every day and a scooter is good only for short distance rides. So, I am planning to buy a new bike”. I want planning to buy a two-wheeler after I learnt to ride, so I was happy to hear that from my friend. After all, getting something second-hand from a well acquainted person is certainly a fortune. He said, “One of my friends, John, has already spoken to me about taking my Scooter. However, if you wish to take it, I will tell John that I won’t be able to give it to him.” I told him if it was possible for him to teach me how to ride in the first place and after that I would take it. He agreed to it.
As we both are employed, we hardly get free time. The only time we get is at night i.e. post dinner. We were once a neighbor to each other but since he moved out of the vicinity, we are not neighbors anymore. I would usually call him and ask if he was available. He would come to my place whenever he got time. There is a secluded avenue in my vicinity which goes to a small hill where no vehicles ply. We would go there as I did not want to venture riding on a busy road until I felt confident enough. He would ride the scooter with me on the pillion seat and take me to that empty road. Once we reached the spot, he would get off the scooter and ask me to ride it. Balancing was not a problem for me as I have ridden a bicycle in my childhood. On the first day, he first showed me the basic parts like horn, the start-button, break, accelerator, etc and told me to start riding slowly. I rode as slowly as I could as instructed by him. After half an hour I said, “It’s enough for today, let’s go home.
I was about to get off the scooter when he stopped me. He showed me the correct way to leave a scooter. First stop the engine, secondly, put the stand and then walk out. Then he took over and after dropping me off at home, he went away. Second day he told me to start taking a U-turn because that is what is tricky in it and needs the most effort and control. He said, “Once you learn to take a U-turn on your own, you will be pretty much able to ride on the roads. I just wanted to get used to the accelerator thing primarily as sometimes I wasn’t able to keep it in control. Having practiced for half an hour each day, in 3 to 4 days, I got the hang of it.
I was so excited to have a vehicle of my own. I told my mom who stays far away from me that I was going to buy one. My wife and brother were also happy about it. Due to the lack of a vehicle a lot of works were pending. Taking the public transport wasn’t a good experience. It involved walking ten minutes to reach the bus-stop and then wait for the bus to arrive. The bus would then stop at every stop to pick-up passengers. After getting off at our destination, we then have to walk to the exact place we would like to go. Of course, the public bus wouldn’t drop you exactly where you want to go. Whereas with our own vehicle we have the privilege of going up to the exact destination.
A week later, I bought a new scooter for myself too. It was a Sunday. I started my scooter for the first time and went to a mobile shop to get my mobile repaired. I got my mobile repaired. I gave the technician his fee and turned back to go to home. There were several two wheeler park there. I looked for mine. To my shock I couldn't find it. There came a frown on my face. I was totally confused as to how can such a big thing disappear, and that too, in broad daylight. I asked my friend, "where the hell it vanished, man? “. He looked at me for more than a second, presumably he was thinking something. Then he said," Did you remove the key"? My mind blew up. I skeptically checked the pockets of my shirt and pants. In panic I uttered "Oh My God". My friend in a calm voice said, "Life lesson, leant hard in a hard way".
I started recalling what mistake I had done that led me to this situation. My memory went back a week to the time when I was learning to ride from my friend. I remembered I would always stop the engine with the key, put the scooter on stand and walked out of it. And then my friend would sit on it, let me sit on the pillion and then drop me off to my home. Never did I remove the keys and kept it in my pocket while learning. I was at a huge loss in spite of doing everything that I did while learning.
The lesson was learnt in a hard way. I wish I had had the opportunity to park the vehicle on my own before I bought it myself.
Moral of the Story: Whatever you learn, learn it completely (from start to finish).
Life Lesson Learnt A Hard Way
My friend said to me, “I have to travel a lot every day and a scooter is good only for short distance rides. So, I am planning to buy a new bike”. I want planning to buy a two-wheeler after I learnt to ride, so I was happy to hear that from my friend. After all, getting something second-hand from a well acquainted person is certainly a fortune. He said, “One of my friends, John, has already spoken to me about taking my Scooter. However, if you wish to take it, I will tell John that I won’t be able to give it to him.” I told him if it was possible for him to teach me how to ride in the first place and after that I would take it. He agreed to it.
As we both are employed, we hardly get free time. The only time we get is at night i.e. post dinner. We were once a neighbor to each other but since he moved out of the vicinity, we are not neighbors anymore. I would usually call him and ask if he was available. He would come to my place whenever he got time. There is a secluded avenue in my vicinity which goes to a small hill where no vehicles ply. We would go there as I did not want to venture riding on a busy road until I felt confident enough. He would ride the scooter with me on the pillion seat and take me to that empty road. Once we reached the spot, he would get off the scooter and ask me to ride it. Balancing was not a problem for me as I have ridden a bicycle in my childhood. On the first day, he first showed me the basic parts like horn, the start-button, break, accelerator, etc and told me to start riding slowly. I rode as slowly as I could as instructed by him. After half an hour I said, “It’s enough for today, let’s go home.
I was about to get off the scooter when he stopped me. He showed me the correct way to leave a scooter. First stop the engine, secondly, put the stand and then walk out. Then he took over and after dropping me off at home, he went away. Second day he told me to start taking a U-turn because that is what is tricky in it and needs the most effort and control. He said, “Once you learn to take a U-turn on your own, you will be pretty much able to ride on the roads. I just wanted to get used to the accelerator thing primarily as sometimes I wasn’t able to keep it in control. Having practiced for half an hour each day, in 3 to 4 days, I got the hang of it.
I was so excited to have a vehicle of my own. I told my mom who stays far away from me that I was going to buy one. My wife and brother were also happy about it. Due to the lack of a vehicle a lot of works were pending. Taking the public transport wasn’t a good experience. It involved walking ten minutes to reach the bus-stop and then wait for the bus to arrive. The bus would then stop at every stop to pick-up passengers. After getting off at our destination, we then have to walk to the exact place we would like to go. Of course, the public bus wouldn’t drop you exactly where you want to go. Whereas with our own vehicle we have the privilege of going up to the exact destination.
A week later, I bought a new scooter for myself too. It was a Sunday. I started my scooter for the first time and went to a mobile shop to get my mobile repaired. I got my mobile repaired. I gave the technician his fee and turned back to go to home. There were several two wheeler park there. I looked for mine. To my shock I couldn't find it. There came a frown on my face. I was totally confused as to how can such a big thing disappear, and that too, in broad daylight. I asked my friend, "where the hell it vanished, man? “. He looked at me for more than a second, presumably he was thinking something. Then he said," Did you remove the key"? My mind blew up. I skeptically checked the pockets of my shirt and pants. In panic I uttered "Oh My God". My friend in a calm voice said, "Life lesson, leant hard in a hard way".
I started recalling what mistake I had done that led me to this situation. My memory went back a week to the time when I was learning to ride from my friend. I remembered I would always stop the engine with the key, put the scooter on stand and walked out of it. And then my friend would sit on it, let me sit on the pillion and then drop me off to my home. Never did I remove the keys and kept it in my pocket while learning. I was at a huge loss in spite of doing everything that I did while learning.
The lesson was learnt in a hard way. I wish I had had the opportunity to park the vehicle on my own before I bought it myself.
Moral of the Story: Whatever you learn, learn it completely (from start to finish).
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