Personal Narrative: My Guam Driver License

One of the most important incidents in my life was exchanging my Guam driver license for a California driver license. I was given thirty days to prepare for a written examination and a road test, and two weeks had already passed. My friends told me that the written test was difficult, but I was more anxious about driving on the highway. Although I did pay attention as a passenger on the highway, understanding when and where to make an exit was scary and intimidating. I was a novice driver, having only driven one full year on the two-way roads of Guam so I knew I had to mentally prepare myself. My husband drove me to a local Department of Motor Vehicles (DMV) office on Monday afternoon. Since I did not have time to study, he gave me a quick

There were only eighteen questions with multiple-choice answers underneath. I breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the first page, and read question one. I felt like I was going to cry. The question pertained to the acceptable blood alcohol limit of drivers while operating a vehicle in California. Since I did not use alcohol, I had no idea what the answer could be. I read over the possible answers and made an estimated guess based on the variation of numbers provided. I stayed on the first question for a few moments, changed my answer twice, and moved on to the rest of the exam. The remaining questions were exactly what my husband and I reviewed in the car. I looked up at the clock and realized I only had three minutes left so I glanced over my answer sheet to ensure I had answered all of the questions. I closed the booklet, returned to the services counter, and handed the agent my test

He asked me to verify some information such as my full name and address. Then he told me to stand at the white screen behind me while he prepared the printer and camera. When he was done, he asked me if I was ready and told me to smile like it was Christmas. I flashed a smile and a moment later, I was done. I heard screeching sounds of the printer and a finished driver’s license dropped on the counter. He handed it to me and told me to always drive safely. I was fixated on my new license and could not take my eyes off of it even while walking. My husband approached me and gave me a big hug. He also told me I was driving