Personal Narrative : Effortless Driving

Finally I can learn how driving, been waiting to do this, good thing it’s the summer got learn how drive before school start. It shouldn't be that hard right? My dad told me it just like driving a go cart, so it should be cake.The only thing I'm worry about is getting on the highway, all the cars going fast just scared me. I'm going tell you my story about me learning how to drive for the first time.

I got my dog almost one year ago. We got him on november second 2014. Me and my sister had begged our parents to get us a dog but they kept saying no. THe day that we ended up getting him my parents just said that we were going camping. They said we were going camping in a cabin a few miles from Bend Oregon.

The original due date for this unborn child was not until three months from this night, however, the doctors had the situation under control. When my mom went into labor prematurely, they had the ability to perform a Cesarean section and give birth to my little sister. This was only the beginning of the adventure for three pounds one ounce Elisabeth Marie Ballard. The first stop on her journey was the NICU to be placed in an incubator to be kept warm and monitored for developmental problems. During the first weeks of her life, she was fed breast milk through a tube that ran from her nose to her stomach. After two months in the NICU incubator, she was finally gained enough weight to go home. This exciting moment did come with a few strings attached. Her weight and vitals still needed to be monitored, so the hospital sent home a machine that allowed them to receive all of her vitals in real time. Her size and prematurity have never stopped her from leading a regular life. Thanks to the technology advancements in the medical field, my sister survived her prematurity and is now leading the life of an annoying six-year-old sibling. Libby, as we call her, transcended the process of natural selection and childhood mortality, and her life is a miracle. The credit can be given to the technology and the people who wield the knowledge

It's Friday, March 25 in the morning at about 7:00 am when my mom wakes all of us up to get ready to leave. On the way to Minnesota we were driving, but still in suamico, we stopped at a Kwik Trip gas station to fill up the tank. We all were thirsty so we got a water from the cooler in the back of the truck, but my brother Roy spilled his all over himself and on the seats.”Good thing it's just water.” My mom said. As we drove across the imaginary line splitting Wisconsin with Minnesota there was a big rock carved into the shape of Minnesota that said, “Welcome To Minnesota.” When we were on the highway we almost got into two major accidents, the first one was when we had an open lane ahead the driver to the right of us tried coming into our lane right next to us and put our left two tires

I attended adaptive driving program on November 12, 2015, which was hosted by Nicole White, OTR. It was called Evaluate, Train, Adapt, Can Mama Keep the Car Keys? I found this program very interesting. Plus I walked out with the impression that if I have any traumatic event occur in my life; I will never be able to drive again. The program seems very intensive, and the participants have to go through various steps to complete it. The driving service is for people that have had or is having a even occur to them to impact their ability to drive. This could be a spinal injury, dementia, traumatic brain injury, stroke, or an amputation. To begin the program, the person must receive a referral from their doctor. The first appointment involves

An outstanding mission was complete on this day. Although, it did take nine months and a lot of effort, it was still complete all thanks to my amazing mother (and partially my dad, too). Unfortunately, their mission wasn’t quite the success. They had to fertilize an egg, form a fetus, then wait nine months until the baby comes out healthily. My parents got the first two steps done with no problem, but only partially completed the last step. My mother held the fetus inside of her successfully for the nine months, but when it was time for it to come out, it was nearly dead! It had its umbilical cord wrapped around its neck, suffocating it for the whole time and no one knew anything about it. Can you believe that?! “I

Saturday had big plans with my family and didn't realize that I was supposed to go to azteca practice. I was so emotionally crushed I felt like my soul was being crushed by an evil elephant from hell, quitting was the only thing on my mind at that point. The drive there was so depressing i felt like eating a bullet just the thought of canceling my plans for this gave me aids the car drive there felt like it was in slow motion and the fact that my friend benito was driving made it that much worse since he drives slower than my grandma, it seemed like everything was black and white and the that was blasting in the car seemed nonexistent. once we showed up i regretted going just that much more since only about half the dancers even showed up I

“Come on honey, Kaylee is doing great at her driving! Come on and let her take you for a drive!” My dad said confidently.

At approximately 2300 hours I heard a loud crash somewhere outside of my apartment building. I went out on the patio, looked around outside and saw a car stopped by the east entrance gate. I went outside to the gates and saw a black SUV stopped in the driveway, just inside the entrance gate. The car had a flat right front tire and damage to the right front quarter panel. I then looked at the entrance gate and saw the gate had been broken off its hinges and stuck in the open position. The reflective cross bar was stuck in the down position.

Around the time I was getting settled into sophomore year at Memorial, I got my driver’s license. The freedom of driving alone was awesome but having my license was beneficial since I had an off-campus practice for the golf team nearly every day. At first, you could say I was a little bit paranoid because I was inexperienced and I was driving a nice truck which was my first car. Eventually, I felt more relaxed and I started to gain confidence behind the wheel. This false sense of confidence caused the biggest and definitely the most expensive mistake I have made in my entire life.

I had been driving for two hours, but I didn’t care. Beams of sunlight glimmered through the gaps between buildings, and the cityscape was alive with light. It was a good day for diving, and I was a good driver. It was a perfect combination and I couldn’t help but smile. Mom undid the windows and her smile matched mine as her long grey hair danced in the rushing air. “Enjoying it, Mom?” I asked, waking her from a trance. “Yes, Robert” she replied, her voice cooler than the morning. The engine purred smoothly as I navigated the car gently through the turnpikes sharp curve. Ahead, a large truck spouted black stacks of exhaust high into the air, leaving a path clear of traffic in its wake. Behind it, a lone blue convertible cruzed comfortably, taking advantage of the now open road. Despite being a couple of

During the summer in June I finally went to worlds of fun. The trip there felt like the longest ride ever. We had five people in the car for three hours and it was June so it was a very hot day the day we drove up there. It was around 98 degrees outside and five people scrunched up in a car was bad. I could feel like droplets of sweat come from my head and drip down my face. I smelled the sweat in the car which just covered the entire car with funk. The windows in the car was rolled up and the A/C was on, and everyone was getting cranky. I could hear everyone in the car tossing back and forth trying to get comfortable but no one could. It was about as tight as a can of sardines.

In 1992, I graduated from high school. After graduation, I had a conversation with my dad concerning HIS truck. He mentioned that HIS truck was off limit and I need to buy a vehicle if I want to drive. He expounded on the concept that I need to step up, take responsibility and earn an honest living. I worked during the summer and later purchased l a 1980 Oldsmobile from a retired couple. I really like that car however; it needed a ton of work. My dad volunteered to help fix all repairs. His teaching methods was yelling and telling me too move out of the way youngster. Twenty years later, my sister’s son asked for help to repair his car. I thought about my dad’s method and how could I improve and also build a closer relationship. I immediately

Learning how to drive is almost every teens dream, but having a wreck isn’t. Back when I got my license and started to drive, I was the type of person that believed I would never get into a wreck. I drove too many miles over the speed limit, had the music blasting, and carried more than 4 passengers at a time. There would be times where I got into a car with kids not buckled up, no license, and no insurance. My aunt Shenna’s burgundy Buick Lacrosse was the go-to car. She let my cousins, sister, and me borrow it whenever we had gas money. If there was a million dollar prize for the craziest, most dangerous teen driver, I probably would’ve won it. The day that I had my first wreck and got my first ticket was the day that my life changed forever.

It was warm for winter in Miami, on January 29, 2003, two days earlier than expected. My mom and dad rushed to the hospital for the third time that week. Today felt different though, today would be the day. It took 17 long hours in the Jackson Memorial Hospital but finally at 9:50 PM, I was born.I was peacefully cheerful the second I was born. Immediately looking around and contentedly observing the loving family that surrounded me:my mother crying tears of joy, my father, and my grandmother. The world so colossal and full of possibilities for a small baby. 7 pounds 11 ounces, green eyes, the newest addition to the family. Jim and Michelle all filled with pride with the delicate object of endless possibilities on how she will impact and shape today's world.