His First Flight - First Flight - Class 10 - CBSE English

The young seagull was afraid to fly because of his fear of the unknown and the vast expanse of the sea below him. The prospect of falling seemed overwhelming, and he doubted whether his wings would support him. This fear held him back from taking the plunge and realizing his potential.

It is possible that some young birds might be more timid or hesitant than others when it comes to taking their first flight, just as individual personalities and temperaments vary among humans. A new experience is bound to be intimidating, and it is possible that all birds would be scared to some extent.

Babies may feel uncertain or afraid when they first attempt to walk, as it is a new and unfamiliar experience. However, with their caregivers' encouragement, practice, and support, babies gradually gain the confidence and skills necessary to walk independently. In both cases, overcoming initial fears and challenges is essential to growth and development.

a. The young seagull was afraid because he feared that his wings would not support him during the flight, and he felt overwhelmed by the vast expanse of sea and the long distance to the ground below.

b. When the seagull could not fly, he retreated to the little hole under the ledge where he slept at night, feeling too scared to take the plunge and join his siblings in flight.

c. The seagull's brothers and sisters had already flown away the day before, leaving him alone on the ledge.

d. A synonym for 'on the verge' is 'on the brink.'

Hilariously Humble Beginnings: Learning to Ride a Bicycle

Oh, the perils of being a teenager attempting to conquer the world of new skills! I vividly recall the moment I decided it was high time to learn how to ride a bicycle. Armed with determination and a shiny new bicycle, I embarked on an adventure that can only be described as comical chaos.

Picture this: a lanky, awkward teenager named Rahul in the bustling streets of Delhi, equipped with oversized elbow and knee pads that made me resemble a walking tank. My confidence skyrocketed... well, until I actually mounted the bike.

The first obstacle was balancing—quite a tricky feat when your limbs seem to have minds of their own. Each wobble I made seemed to attract amused glances from pedestrians. I must have been mistaken for a circus act!

Once I somewhat managed to maintain balance, I encountered the next predicament: steering. It was as if my bicycle had a will of its own, determined to veer off into every conceivable direction other than the one I intended. I zigzagged through the streets, narrowly avoiding countless lampposts, startled pigeons, and bewildered onlookers.

As if my struggles weren't enough, fate decided to play an extra joke on me. The infamous Delhi traffic, with its perpetual congestion, provided the perfect opportunity for an unplanned dismount. I performed a spectacular crash landing, transforming my face into a masterpiece of road tar and embarrassment.

Despite the bumps, bruises, and endless laughter that followed, I persevered. Gradually, my limbs started cooperating, and the bike began to obey my commands. I triumphantly rode past the same pedestrians who once laughed at my calamitous attempts.

Learning to ride a bicycle was indeed an adventure filled with hilarity and humiliation. But in the end, it taught me an invaluable lesson: the importance of resilience and the ability to laugh at oneself. And hey, I can now confidently say that I'm a master of both balancing and entertaining the masses!

So, if you ever spot a teenager zooming past you on the streets of Delhi, sporting mismatched elbow pads and a grin that screams "I survived the bicycle wars," that's me—Rahul, the conqueror of two-wheeled chaos and the hero of my own hilarious journey.