Learning To Drive
I learned to drive in a 1957 Chevrolet like this one.
On our way to piano lessons in the country
my Mother would move over as close as she could
get to the door and I would scoot over to take the steering wheel.
On Sunday afternoon my Dad would take me
out on the country roads and I got
to practice driving in the driver's seat.
I was so sad when Dad sold it.
It was big and beautiful.
Both of these Chevrolets were automatic drive.
little car for a test drive.
Meet the Buick Opel Kadett.
It was standard shift.
He told me he was going to buy this car if I could drive it.
Hello, I had never driven a standard shift!!!
It was time for my little sister, Susan,
to go back to school after lunch.
The three of us got in the car
with me behind the wheel.
Well, you can imagine how the trip was since
I had never even tried to drive a standard shift.
There was a lot of gear grinding and jerking.
My Dad was trying to give instructions on how to navigate.
I was scared and frustrated.
I was so relieved when we finally made it home.
It was evident that I couldn't drive this cute little car.
That evening when Dad came home for supper
he was driving the little white car.
I became a master of the standard shift
and drove that car for many a mile.