At the age of one I could already dance.

At the age of two, I could already draw and paint.

At the age of three, I could already speak.
At the age of four, I could already play the piano by ear.
At the age of five, I could already ride the bicycle.
At the age of six, I could already enjoy novels.
At the age of seven, I could already write cursive writing.
At the age of eight, I could already perform basic gymnastic moves.
At the age of nine, I could already speak English, Tagalog, Chinese and Italian
fluently.
At the age of ten, I could already dance ballet effortlessly.
At the age of eleven, I could already qualify as a chess grandmaster.
At the age of twelve, I could already solve calculus problems.
At the age of thirteen, I could already graduate with honors without trying too
hard.
At the age of fourteen, I could already win the high school mathematics quiz
bees, poster-making contests, spelling bees, and general knowledge quiz
bees.
At the age of fifteen, I could already live by myself.
At the age of sixteen, I could already pass all the entrance examinations I
took.
At the age of seventeen, I could already enter the Deans List.
At the age of eighteen, I could already familiarize myself with all the Classic
Literary masterpieces.
At the age of nineteen, I could already pass the Licensure Examination for
Teachers.
At the age of twenty, I could already fall in love.
At the age of twenty one, I could not anymore.