a little tradition, a little whimsy, a lot of soul
On the way home from school, J was crossing the street on his bike. A car hit him. He was OK, but he didn’t want to ride a bike to school anymore.
Getting a driver’s license was hard. J took a class, but the teacher spoke only English. He didn’t understand. So, a tutor explained in Chinese.
He understood!
He passed his test and got a permit.
The first drive was scary (for his mom).
But now, he drives very well. Soon he’ll be able to drive all on his own.
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