Learning to drive was one of the coolest things I had ever done. I remember my first time being behind the wheel and I felt so free. And then I remember glancing to my right and seeing my dad gripping his seat for his life and on the verge of tears! The hardest thing for me was keeping my attention. I used to look at the birds, trees, hot men... I wasn't used to not being able to look at these things while I drove... but I learned very quickly because my dad was very good at teaching... :)
Parking was the hardest thing for me at first! I could never get that dang car in between those two lines! We practiced and practiced and practiced! And believe it or not, I was actually pretty good at parallel parking... I am such a strange person, I know! Driving was a ton of fun and I passed my driving test on the first try! Little did I know... the worst was yet to come!
I remember wanting to drive my mom's cute black jetta! I thought it was the cutest car ever! But... it was a stick-shift! I was so deathly afraid of the stick shift! I remember going over to the church parking lot and trying to make that car go.... and failing about 25 times and then going home. And, to make matters worst, the car hated me! It literally hated me! Every time I would try and drive that car the 'check engine' light would go on! It didn't want me to drive it and I didn't want to learn to drive it!
A while later my mom's cousin Melissa and her family came over. Somehow, me not being able to drive the stupid stick shift came up. Seth (Melissa's husband) jumped to the cause. I tried to tell him that it was a worthless cause because the car hated me, but he wouldn't listen. He went over and go the Tinker Toys and started building something. I sat next to him and then he began to explain how the car works, what happens when you pull out the clutch, what happens when you put it into different gears, etc. He sat there and explained it to me and then... he made me get back into that retched car!
He drove down to the high school and made me get into the drivers seat. We sat there and he reminded me about everything that is going on inside of this poor car and why it hated me! I realized that maybe it was me and not the car... weird thought I know! So I tried it again, and guess what... IT WORKED! I drove that beautiful car and it was so much fun! Don't get me wrong... I was not a pro to begin with but it has definitely come overtime. Now I can drive a stick-shift with no problem! Driving rocks my socks!
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