Friday, September 18, 2009
Beware!
My daughter turned 15 yesterday. Yes, much like when milk goes bad, she turned. She has been studying the driver's manuel day and night, with the objective of obtaining a driver's permit the very second she turned. Now that she's 15, she feels she is not only capable of driving an automobile, but she also wants to own one. Please keep in mind, this is a girl who has about $50 to her name, and no job. So those qualifications entitle her to whatever she desires. Spoiled brat! So her legal guardians have not bowed down to her unrealistic expectations, thus leading to the accusation, in her mind, of child abuse. At the time I turned 15, within about two weeks, I did obtain a driver's permit. When I turned 16, I was allowed to get my license for a couple of reasons. First, I had a part time job. I paid for insurance, gas , repairs, and the car I bought was a 1969 VW Beetle with no heat, for $150. I had saved about $800 prior to buying my car, but I didn't get my car for about 3 months after I turned 16. Second, I was living with my grandparents at the time, because my mother's life was going down the toilet, and I needed a way to and from school. Allowing me to drive solved a couple of different issues. My daughter, the spoiled 'princess', feels we are denying her of god given rights, by making her show us a measure of responsibility, by completing a certain percentage of her school work, prior to acquiring a permit. Once she has the permit though, driving is still going to be limited due to the fact a parent has to accompany her. We're not going everywhere she feels the urgent need to be somewhere to be seen. There are going to be occasions where I insist on driving rather than her. I have a feeling, the next couple of years are going to be filled with utter disappointment, because the 'princess' can't do or have everything at the snap of her fingers. Little does she realize, a REAL princess is always chauffeured.
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