Getting My Drivers Liscense

I do not know what came over me on June 16th, but I had to drive. It was great sunny clear day and I just felt like driving. So I begged my mother to hop into the car with me, and I told her we will just make a couple of circles around the block. “Fine,” my mother said, grimly, “just make it quick!” While I was getting the keys for my mother’s car, I realized I had left my wallet on top of my dresser. Thinking that I would be back in less than five minutes, I thought to myself that it would be fine without my wallet which contained my learners permit. As my mother and I sped away in her ‘94 Toyota Camry (crap), I felt t

Not knowing what do to, both my mother and I were upset. When my father came home that night from work, my mother told him what had happened. He immediately called an attorney and told the attorney the incident. The lawyer told my father not to worry and that he would come on my court date. Two weeks later, and one day before drivers education began at Niles West, I received a phone call from Lincolnwood Police Station stating that I could not attended driver’s education at Niles West, and that I had a court hearing one month afterwards. This was during the time my aunt and uncle came from Pakistan. At home my aunt and uncle had a bad image of me because of this incident and it was decreasing our time to spend together.

Now having my driver’s license I have much more responsibilities. I have to pick up my sisters from school, take care of my car, shop for groceries once in a while, and do tedious chores. In the other hand, the benefits of driving are that I was able to make new friends because I could expand my horizon besides school. I do not have to depend on anyone for rides like I did in the past two and half years. Now I am able to get a job because I have my own transportation. Realizing what I had done two and a half years ago make me feel really upset. I wish that day had never happened. But now learning from my mistakes, I drive very carefully. I don’t drive fast as other teenagers do and I do respect my driving privileges. I learned how to become patient. I am more responsible now more then ever. Waiting to drive wasn’t as tempting as I thought it would be. It’s a privilege that I’ll respect. I would tell anyone that doesn’t have a license to wait until you obtain it in your hands because you’ll have the rest of your life to drive. I guess not having my drivers license had made me more mature. After all I did have to wait an extra two years to drive.

he joy and power of the vehicle and it was like an airplane wishing to lift off. On the road while I was driving, I saw one of the most expensive cars in the world. It was a Lamborghini Diablo, covered in dazzling orange. It had a sleek look to it that anyone would take their eyes off the rode in order to see it. I had imagined that the Lamborghini was asking me if I would give it a hug telling me to drive it. While drooling over the car, I had an illusion that the vehicle gave me a wink. I told my mother I would do anything in the world to have that vehicle. My mother said, “Continue with your education and one day you might be able to afford that car.”As soon as I looked back at road I saw a car in front of me a

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