Personal Narrative On Getting A Driver's License

I struggled so much when learning to drive, I didn’t think I would ever be able to get my license. Everytime I go out and drive something different would always go wrong. I would get too caught up in the freedom of driving and listening to the blaring music that I would forget something. When I first started I wouldn’t think it would ever be this hard because my parents make it look so easy. When I was fifteen I was learning how to drive, but I kept struggling with a couple different aspects of driving. Eventually after I kept practicing I was able to perfect the art of driving, and come closer to becoming an adult.

After I got my permits my mom and dad started to let me drive the car more and take them places when they aren’t feeling like driving. When I got my license they began to send me to places alone to go get stuff for them that they needed. The first place they sent me was to Bogalusa to go meet up with my sister at her job at citi trends. I knew where and how to get to Bogalusa because I been there so many times, but the only thing I couldn’t remember sometimes is where my sister job was at. So every time I was to make it to Bogalusa I would call my mom or my sister to give me directions. The next day the whole family wanted to go out to eat somewhere at a restaurants to celebrate me for passing my driver’s license test, but the only thing about was that I had to drive the whole time and it was supposed to be a surprised for me. I had to drive all the way to Hattiesburg to some restaurant I never been to before. The food there was good and I had really enjoyed myself. That was one of the best things to happen to me in my life. All I got to say about driving is that it was the best of the best thing to ever happen to

Getting your driver’s license is a coming-of-age time in a person’s life. It is taking another step to becoming an adult. In the article, they suggested that grades and attendance could make or break your privilege to drive on and off campus.

For my sixteenth birthday my parents rewarded me with a car, but I couldn’t drive it for a very long time because I still had my Learner’s Permit. My parents soon agreed that if I get my Driver’s License, I would be allowed to drive my car to school and wherever I wanted to go, as long as I had their permission. In the beginning of summer 2014, I finally gained the confidence, and was positive that I was ready to get my Driver’s License. I was so excited, yet nervous at the same time. I took the test, and passed it on my first try. My parents

Getting your drivers license is one of the most exciting moments in a teenagers life and they just want to get out on the road right away. This is what I was like. When I got my license I couldn't believe it. I thought I was going to fail. Everyone before me in my family failed their first time, so I thought I had no chance.

As I walked out of the courthouse and down the ramp, I looked at my mom in disappointment and embarrassment. Never wanting to return to that dreadful place, I slowly drug my feet back to the car. I wanted to curl up in a little ball and I didn 't want anyone else to know what I had done. Gaining my composure, I finally got into the car. I didn 't even want to hear what my mom had to say. My face was beat red and I was trying to hide my face in the palms of my hands because I knew what was about to come; she was going to start asking me questions, all of the questions I had been asking myself. Sure enough, after a short period of being in the

This kids parents asked him, if he wanted them to help him pay for his car, pay for summers driver’s Ed, or just wait for driver’s Ed in the school year and not get your license until you are a 12th grader. He picked summers driver’s Ed so he could drive to school and also to work. He goes to drive Ed every day Monday through Thursday 8:00 - 10:00 when he drove it is 8:00 -12:30.

Driving has become an integral part of today's society.The ability to commute long distances and perform daily tasks quickly (such as picking up food at the grocery store) is evidence of our advancement in technology.Naturally earning the ability to drive is a cornerstone in anyone's life,"sixteen" being an age well remembered for this new-found knowledge. This changed however when Oregon passed a law limiting these privileges called "graduated licensing" - and although its intentions are well meaning graduated licensing's result is far from perfect.

It is essential that teenagers be able to drive before their time to be sent away to college because teens need the time away from all the distractions and anxiety to converse with their friends and relieve tensions. Without their license, they would have to be driven by their parent or guardian to meet with their friends. This is distasteful to most teenagers because multitudes of them just have one wish,

I received my driver’s license a few weeks before I turned twenty. By that time, almost everybody I knew already had their driver’s license; in fact, most of them have been driving for years. When I tell my friends that I actually just got my license, the express shock and wonder at why it took me me so long to get it. The reason that it took so long for me to get my license is that the thought of driving makes me nervous. The night after I passed my permit test, I was filled with worries; I thought about everything that could go wrong with driving a car. What if I got into an accident? What if I accidentally break driving laws and the police gives me a ticket? What if I hit a dog? All these questions pushed my anxiety to the highest level and gave me zero confidence even before I officially started learning how to drive. I immediately pitied the people who were tasked to teach me how to drive. Those people ended up being my mother and father.

However, the entire process must start somewhere and that rite of passage starts with me obtaining my license which will enable me to start driving. There is also another meaning behind receiving my drivers license and that would be the amount of trust my parents are giving to me for driving to places without their support. Throughout the time while driving, this action is actually showing how much attention I am giving to

When I was sixteen, I had just gotten my driver’s license, I was out running errands. I needed to

I opened the doors and walked into the building where a young, peppy lady sat at the wooden desk in front of me and excitedly greeted me saying, “Hi! Can I have your name please?” It was the day of my driving test and my nerves are getting to me more than ever before. The words “Andrew Tenore,” came out in a sputtery mess. “Thank you, take a seat. Goodluck!” she called. There was a couple other people waiting with me, all with the same blank, distressed face as myself. As I sat there, for what felt like forever, I began to have thoughts about how this test could go.

At the age of 17 all I could think about was having a car. However, I understood that owning a car, I would be required to have a job. This would allow me to pay for insurance, gas and maintenance issues. I also understood buying a car required me to have a driver license. After taking all the necessary steps to purchase my first car. The very first car I bought was a “lemon”.

     If you had told me when I turned sixteen that I couldn’t get my license until I turned eighteen, I would have thrown a fit. Now that I am older, I realize that I had no business driving an automobile at 16 years old. I was the typical teenage driver. The cool one, who had the “Detroit