In my country, this day celebrated as a day of kid's protection.
Funny date, isn't it? We don't really "celebrate" it, but many people are aware of this event, especially people from former Soviet union.
When I was small, it was simply another opportunity for me to beg for a new doll or something.
Thanks to this amazing date, my dad bought me my first bicycle when I was 15 years old. I was quite old when I've learned how to ride it and thanks to my good friend Nurgul, I finally made this amazing step. Unfortunately, I am still not very good at riding bicycle and I remember falling lots of time from it and not only hurting myself, but other people too.
It's a bit of strange connection between kid's protection day and me hurting people while riding my first bicycle.
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