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With my son I did it the old fashioned way-holding onto his seat as he wriggled and wobbled and each time we went out I held on a little looser until I wasn't holding at all(He only thought I was). I think he was about six and it only took a couple of days.
With my daughter, it was harder. She was in third grade, still on training wheels because of fear. But on the other hand, she hated not being able to keep up with the other kids. For her, we took a radical approach. I took her to the park, put her on the top of a grassy hill and let go. She had two choices at the point, pedal or fall. She pedalled, then fell, but she did it.
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