When I started teaching my first child to drive, I was nervous. I'm not a good 1 , as I am easily bored and quickly get angry. Worse, I'm not a(n) 2 driver. I even failed my first two attempts to get a license.
Happily, my first child was a fast and diligent learner with a(n) 3 for traffic signs. Still, there were enough 4misses, and by the time it was his younger sister's5, I was mentally and emotionally6.
My younger daughter is bright and talented, but on the roads, she sort of freestyles. 7after hours of professional driving lessons, her every move behind the wheel is unpredictable. We will be driving along beautifully for 30 minutes, and once I begin to8, my daughter will sail through a red light.
"Oops!"she'll say. "Sorry, Mom! I 9that one, " and we nearly die. It's both tiring and terrifying.
As much as I 10her to have her license, I find myself wondering if it's a good 11. Even if she passes her test, there's no 12that she won't forget the next red light as soon as she's out there on her own.
We take it for granted that everyone should 13, but perhaps there are some people who just shouldn't be behind a wheel. 14 my daughter is one of them? Well, I don't know. At least not yet. But in these dark times, one thought 15to mind. If it's the end of the world, maybe we can stop driving lessons for a while?
