Sitting at the back seat of his bike, Resting my face over his back, Closing my eyes, And hugging him tightly. Well, the journey to school with dad every morning is one of the best childhood memories.

Riding to school on my dad’s bike, hugging him tightly, and resting my face on his back are some of my best childhood memories. Those mornings felt safe, warm, and full of love.

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