English Narrative Brandon Slater

One warm spring day at the DMV on 30th street in Canton, I became the happiest kid at that point in time. One of my dreams had been fulfilled. I attained a goal that many men have attained before I have. I am the last in the Slater family to make it to this peak of life. This was yet, another step toward manhood. On May fifteenth of the year 2008, I, Brandon Slater, received my driver’s license.
After a year of driving with my parents and waiting for classes, I finally climbed one more step to freedom. It was a tough road. I had my temporary permit for over a year before I even took my driving classes. We were waiting for springtime so I didn’t have to drive in the snow. I had practiced with three different cars. I had a Cadillac, Nissan Xterra, and a Nissan Altima to practice with. This was a struggle because once I got used to one car I had to switch. However, I had no choice but to just drive. I got the Cadillac stuck in snow. I almost wrecked the Xterra and the Altima was a speed demon. I think training with three different types of vehicles actually helped me out because it gave me experience with multiple types of cars. It improved my maneuverability and handling.
Upon receiving my license to drive, I promptly drove to school. As I passed my classmates, I flaunted my newly acquired prize. I worked hard and impatiently waited for many months to attain this goal. I battled through the three hour driving classes for two weeks and I beat the in-car driving with East Canton’s own Mr. Doug Potts. I skipped school to go take my final driving exam. My mom was up from Florida, so I was driving her car. I was a tad nervous considering she had just bought a new car, which I had not ever driven before. I was more nervous than an inmate awaiting trial. After I mastered the cones, the neighborhood driving was as easy as a basketball game against Dick Cheney. I pulled into the parking lot of the D.M.V. where my beloved mother was waiting. The only points I missed on the exam were on my parking. I didn’t understand why because my parking is always superb. I must have been too nervous to think about my parking. This was a mere speck on the screen though. I had become a licensed driver, which will remain that way for a very long time.