After one month’s no driving practise at all (due to my ankle problem), I got on the road again this morning for shopping around for our this week’s groceries. First was going to Dickson for Asian food, then to Fyshwick for veggies and fruits, the last was back to Queanbeyan for other stuff.
After I got back home, I was urged to write up a small summary on my driving practise so far, like how I think about my current driving skills, what I have achieved and what I haven’t done well enough, and the most importantly, what’s the next step to improve.
You won’t believe this. I got my learner’s license right after I landed my feet in Australia in 2002, about the same time when we bought the first car and my husband got his first License. Very shortly, about 1 month later, my husband passed his driving test and got his red P. I remember his first trip after the test was driving to Wollongong with a load of people in our car on a sunny Saturday. Well, I was falling way far behind.
I didn’t learn how to drive at all in the next 3 years until my husband had turned his red P to Green, then to a full license in 2005. My old L license got expired at the same time, I had to sit the stupid knowledge test again to get it renewed, which was pretty awkward when I had to tell my story to RTA’s counter staff to request a booking.
Early of next year in 2006, we bought a new car. It actually gave me the opportunity to start to practise driving without worrying about ruining our possessions under the supervision of my husband. Well, you can imagine how interesting that would be. I mean under the supervision of your partner, I swear, if I had any second better choice, I would have avoided it 
Well, he is a very very strict coach, not mentioning the hard parts we have undergone, mentally and emotionally, on both of us. I have no doubt that if he had instructed me to enter the final on a woman’s 100 metres’ Olympic race, I would successfully get myself up there, right behind the scratch line to be able to run with those world-class athletes…..seriously, no kidding He once told me after I drove the car back home that he could have lived up to 160 years old, but now, since he had instructed me driving, he probably could only make it to 100. Likewise, I told him that I could have had less grey hair growing in my hair if I had never driven a car under his supervision.
But this is it….loads of quarreling, fighting, arguing, and disagreement in our mobile little house (Frankly, we never opened the window when I was driving), we are still staying in our unbreakable companion to achieve a goal, which is important to me and the family as well. So, I was thinking when I was driving, it must be something good in this relationship between the coach and the student, as finally, I am getting there, from scratch to a good and confident feeling that I have now, and, with the help of him, I am truly grateful and glad for myself.
So, thank you, for all your time and all the brain cells that had died because of me
My very first after hours on-call business came in at about 8:34pm. I was sitting in the couch, eating hot spicy pork soup out of a big glass bowl while watching Dr. “Becker” was having a funny conversation with his girlfriend Chris. It was loud but cosy. I thought I probable will be lucky enough to get a quiet week, but I was wrong. The phone was ringing.
