Personal Narrative: Learning To Drive

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I hopped in the driver’s seat of my husband big truck and begin to get very anxious. My mind went blank. I all of a sudden forgot which pedal was to brake and which one was for the gas. I had to pull myself together because I was determined to learn how to drive. I put the car into drive and both my hands on the steering wheel. Before I can do anything my husband yelled “Stop, and put your seat belt on!” I started laughing and buckled my seat belt. I put the car into drive, put my foot on the gas, and the truck jerked and sped off. I panicked and put my foot on the brake pedal and the trucked jerked and stopped. I jumped out the car. I no longer wanted to drive. My husband calmed me down and told me it was ok and try again. I got back in the car and said a quick prayer. “Lord please give me the strength and courage to learn how to drive this truck!” I put the car in drive and the car began to move. I felt the I was swerving in and out of the lane and that’s when my husband said that I needed to keep the wheel straight until I’m about to turn. After about ten times of driving straight and turning I started to get the hang of it. I was excited! I was actually driving! I stopped the car and proceed to put it in park when my husband said “you’re driving to your …show more content…

I was driving with my learners permit so my husband only allowed me to drive but so far. I could drive to work, my mom house, sisters house, mall, etc. Anywhere that I could get going the street way I drove. I knew in order to get my drivers license I would have to learn how to drive on busy intersections and the express way. I hadn’t driven on the express way yet because I was terrified. Just seeing the cars drive 80 miles an hour and quickly switching lanes made me jittery. I knew in order for me to conquer my fear of driving on the express way I would have to drive on the express way. I wasn’t quite ready for that

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