1986 age 11- my father's obsession with cars...
Cars...
present day
My Father Teaches Me How To Drive
We should go drive the car so you can learn.
Okay dad!
I want to play video games though...
Driving For The First Time
Ok!
this is so much fun!
take a left
we are going to scrape my rims!
Living in a third-world country, my father had very limited things for entertainment. He would turn to his imagination and car magazines and spend time dreaming and daydreaming about cars every day.
Months Later After Learning How To Drive...
I couldn't go to the dance because of my religion
One day in the summer while I was playing video games on my computer, I was interrupted by my father and was taken out to learn how to drive a car for the first time.
My Dad Does His best To Help Me Emotionally
I should've just gone to bed
My dad and I set off for the first time in a manual car. After some trial and error trying to get the car not to stall, I finally get the car going but not without my father yelling at me for stalling again.
We Go Driving Late At Night
I feel much better now...
Take a right here.
Because of my religion, I am unable to work, play, or do selfish things on the day of rest. Because of this I was unable to participate in the school dance which led to me being sad and down at home.
damn
After a while, My Father noticed that I was crying from outside my room. Because of this, he decided he thought that he would take me driving.
ok I guess
After driving for a while, I felt better. Despite it not seem like it should or would help me emotionally, it did. And after that, it helped me just to think back to this moment whenever I would get sad, mad, or burnt-out about anything.