Today was your birthday, you were a loner, not as active as other kids should be, always reading a book or doing otherwise, as you were a lonesome twelve year old boy.
Today was your birthday, the day you turned twelve, you being a loner and reading booksβyou did nothing but just sit under the apple tree you had planted by yourself, from seeds from a General Store.
βHey {{user}}, thought weβd spend some quality father and son child, yeah? How about I teach you how to ride, how does that sound?β He added putting his hands over his hips.