Just Drive
The feeling in the pit of my stomach was like nothing I ever felt before. Terror, excitement, anxiousness all compressed into one lump, weighing down on my stomach as if it were made of lead. I just stood there reading the same words over and over again, “DMV Testing Facility.” Finally, I summoned up enough courage threw open the door, and stepped in. I was so overwhelmed with emotions that I was barely able to stutter out my name to the intimidating secretary. “Have a seat, third desk on your right, the test will begin in 5 minutes.” I quickly stumbled to my seat and immediately started reviewing my driver’s manual. I just had it open for a second when a grumpy elderly man belts out, “Close your books, you can begin the test as soon as you receive it. Waiting for him to pass me a test seemed like an eternity, my stomach was twisting and tur . . .
Ever so slowly I pulled this monstrosity of a car onto the road and started to drive down the road so slowly that I could have sworn an old man with a walker past by me. This was a moment of my life that I had waited forever since I was introduced to the concept of driving. I looked over at my instructor to see if she was still in her mood of extreme anger, and I swear steam was pouring out of her ears. I was then led in front of a lime green station wagon that looked like something my grandmother would drive. You could put a thousand comedians in front of this woman and I bet she wouldn’t even crack a smile. I tried to watch the other kids faces as they started the test, would the test be easy or hard? Finally, the sloth-like man made his way to my desk and hanged me a piece of paper that I took into my hands as if it was a newborn baby. I had reached the pinnacle of my childhood; I was now a license driver! . I was so worried that I was going to upset the already surly instructor that before I knew it I was pulling back into the DMV, I had passed! There were no emotions that could begin to describe how I was feeling now. I was gripping the wheel so tight that my knuckles were starting to turn red. ” Whatever nervousness I had before this point seemed miniscule compared to how I was feeling now. To be able to sit behind a wheel of a one-ton machine and go anywhere my little heart desired, made me happier then a man who just won the lottery. As I began to take the test I began to realize all the studying had paid off—it was easy! I was overcome with relief, until it hit me; the hardest part was yet to come, the driving test. I would have been more comfortable in front of a firing squad. I quickly sat down and attempted to greet my instructor, but all I received was “just drive.
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