Learner's Permit

The beauty of computers and technology has been so appreciated since transfer of communication is almost instantaneous. Just like thoughts and memories that one would want to keep, treasure and reminisce - the laptop is the diary. I could instantly write my recollections (before my memory fails) and share it to one and sundry.
Last Friday was a big day for James, our 16 yr old. He received his learner's permit to drive. When the dotted line was signed by the father,guardian, both of them walked towards the car.
The funny thing was - James was walking towards the driver's seat and simply assumed he was taking over to drive back home. Nag-unget iddi saan nga napalubusan nga ag-maneho. Isso ngarud nga learner's permit - kuna da.
I look back how it was when I was 16 and how it was when I started to drive. The volkswagen beetle was the starting point and Papa was the instructor. I got no learner's permit - I have the real thing, a driver's license.
It was easier to drive in Manila then. Saan nga matiliw itti pulis. It is a different story here in the States. James would just have to hone his expertise in driving before the keys are finally surrendered to him. Then the parents' nightmare begins.