When I was eight or nine, I learned how to drive. Of course, this was just in an empty field, never surpassing ten miles per hour. Dad would take me out to practice every once and awhile, but at this point I never dreamed of driving by myself. When I was eleven, I was allowed to drive the truck to pick up barrels and move rocks. However, I was never supposed to drive the truck without asking and one of my parents always had to be home. It was at this point that I wanted more freedom with driving. Although, that …show more content…
I am taking hard classes, including AP Calculus and English 101 and 102. Next year, I will be a senior. That means I will have college applications, scholarship applications, various FFA applications, and many other activities ending in the word application. After that, I will go to college. As more of these events pass by, some of my family remembers that I am growing up, and some of them don’t. There is the ever-present question, “What are you planning on doing after high school?” from some, while others say “Oh, you have a snapchat! That’s so cool!” I know that I will always be a kid in some eyes, but as long as it is recognized that I’m not actually a kid for very much longer, I am happy with that