I practice frequently with my mom’s car, especially on my parallel parking. Of course I told all my friends and family that I was about to become a new driver. The day finally came. A day filled with excitement, but also a knotted stomach. All day I was thinking about all the possible mistakes I could make, touching the cones, going over the curb and not using the turning signals.
In my opinion the flight was really boring, all I did was listen to music, played games that required no wifi, and looked out the window. I did have some snacks I had cheese it and skittles. When we got off the plane it was so hot there airport was all outside then we had to get on a bus to get us to the airport when they dropped us off there was the longest line ever! I swear there were millions of people in that line. We stood in that line like a million years.
A couple of my friends decided to drive here today too; at least I’m not the only one that decided to drive myself today. 8 o’clock sharp, I need to head on inside to meet Mrs. Woods and the rest of the class so we can get started. I get out of my metallic grey car that’s still smells like it is fresh off the car lot. “Hey Austin, are you ready for today?” Kim says loudly from across the parking lot. “I’m a little nervous but hopefully the day goes better than my mind has imagined it the past few weeks.” I say as I grab my stethoscope and pen from my passenger seat.
Baller County had high expectations for the year so the team started off the practices with a strong swagger and practice had started becoming part of a usual routine for all the young athletes. The day February 25, a day that young John Goodman will never forget. The overcast weather conditions had soaked everything; therefore, the team had spent practice in the batting cages. Afterwards, the coach dismissed the team to go home since weather conditions seemed to be worsening. Goodman and a few others had decided that they would go to the mall and pick up some well needed snacks at the mall.
After about an hour of people showering, we all piled in a car and pulled off to Six Flags. Once we got there, we found a spot and got our tickets. Everyone was so excited except for me. We went to a roller coaster. I told my mom that I was scared but she told me to try it and I did.
I didn’t even think about it twice. I ran to my parent’s room and convinced my dad to teach me again how to drive, a big smile from ear to ear was the only thing I saw on my dad’s face. We got in the car and I started driving. I did everything my dad told me to do, and I felt like I was actually doing things right. After a couple of hours, I got the hang of it.
She called the people in the other cars, told them the news, and we all turned around to head back to our residence. Arrival back to the house was excruciating, due to the fact that we were all so hyped up to enter our favorite place. My mom, uncles, and aunt ran inside to frantically search for the $100 tickets. One of my uncles was the one who finally found them and we heard him yell from in the cars outside. We all ran in the house, teasing each other and my mom for forgetting them in the first place.
Bryson goes on to joke about Presley’s audience being much like his fame, the elderly being the only guests in the house. Nevertheless Bryson claimed to be glad that he stopped, the upcoming City of Columbus was next. Unfortunately for us all Bryson has to comment on during the drive is the endless rows of shacks lining the highway all the way to Columbus. Shortly afterwards he observed that the poor population had several signs along the way, advertising “Gas, Fireworks,Fried Chicken,Live Bait”. Bryson attempts to add humour to the situation, by joking about some or other restaurant that dealt with live bait as
I started to convince my parents that we could take a trip to Saint Louis. “We’ll go for one day, and one day only” my parents told me after thinking long and hard about it. When Saturday came around, the excitement I had could barely be contained. The whole family, which was just my parents, sister, and I, all got into the car early that morning just thinking it was going to be a day full of fun. An hour into the
"Click, Click", said the door knob as my mom locked the door on our way out. My mom was so close to having our little brother, and we were all so excited. Me, my mom, papi, aunt, and uncle packed into my family 's maroon ford explorer, and we headed out to eat. If only we would have stayed off the road that day. After dinner, we all got back int he car and started driving back home.