"Michael, get ready! I'm going to teach you how to work a stick shift!" my dad yelled from across the house. I
departed home [walked out of the house,]
and enter[ing]
ed the car
carrying [with] a hint of excitement. Inserting the key into the ignition and starting the engine, my mind pondered the complexity driving a stick had to offer.
My foot firmly pushed down the brake as I shifted from neutral to reverse. I
vacated [cleared] the driveway and positioned the car forward.
"Okay, first you press the clutch while accelerating, then you switch gears" my dad
kindly explained [in a kind voice].
I followed his instructions carefully
producing smooth driving [off smoothly]. As I began accelerating, I
failed to realize[d] my driving skills
desired [needed much] improvement.
Leaving my tiny neighborhood, I approached city streets; requiring [much]faster speeds. When the moment came to speed up, I tried transitioning to a faster gear[,]
while forgetting to press the clutch. Boom! The car lurched forward and I smacked my head into the headrest.
My dad
patiently suggested [patiently] I practice a couple more times. Still my reflexes failed me, and my frustration [only] grew. Sometimes I would forget to press the clutch, or jolt the brake instead. After each failure, a sense of helplessness
penetrated [would fill] my mind.
For months, I practiced until [I had attained] complete dominance [on the skill] of driving
was attained. Eventually, my turn to demonstrate [my]competence behind the wheel had finally come.
Drops of water pierced [through] the morning sky as they pounded the roof of my car. Awaiting the arrival of my assessor at the Department of Motorized Vehicles, I calmed myself and listened to soothing jazz music.
"Hello Mi-ko, I'm Mr. Lee and I'll be evaluating you today" he
bitterly exclaimed [somewhat bitterly].
"Nice to meet you" I replied politely shaking his hand.
He went down his checklist to assure himself my car would be safe for the driving assessment.
My [Fortunately, the]car proved competent[enough] and we began the real test.
My [The]examination went swell.[;]
T[t]he evaluator deem[ing]
ed me worthy of a license.
With patience and perseverance, m[M]y
slow learning was no match for consistency and a positive attitude [- applied with patience and perseverance.] When goals seem impossible, take baby steps and nothing will stand in the way.
Rajiv Gera