Describe something you learned in a place or from someone
You should say:
- What it was that you learned
- When this happened
- Where it was/ Who taught you
- How difficult it was to learn
Band 9 Model Answer
I’m going to tell you about when I learned how to drive a car in the state of Maryland. I first got my learner’s permit when I was 15 and 9 months years old, in 2008, so that’s when the journey began. Since there was virtually (almost) no public transportation, Uber, etc. at that time, it was necessary to get a driver’s license as soon as possible.
With the learner’s permit, you can begin to practice with a parent or other trusted, experienced driver. You must document 80 hours. During this period, I also had to take a 6 week driver’s education course 3 hours per day then finally go out with an instructor for 3 sessions. After this step, you are allowed to get your license as soon as you are 16 and 3 months old and pass the written and in-person driver’s exam. After this tedious process and after one failed time, I finally got my license in January of 2010 and I couldn’t have been happier! Furthermore, I was lucky enough to have found a used, reliable Volvo for a reasonable price conveniently around this time, so I immediately hit the road (started driving). As we were cruising along (driving) the highway with the wind in our hair, my 16 year old friends and I felt on top of the world (really happy or cool); it was our leap (jump) into adulthood.
Although I was ecstatic one it was all said and done, I’m not going to say that it was an easy process. There was a lot of hard work involved in this. From the countless hours on the road as a 15 year old to the hours spent in the classroom, it was no walk in the park (an expression meaning something easy). It was a stressful yet exciting time for my family and I. To be honest, the hardest part was arguing with my father in the car because he couldn’t keep his patience with me behind the wheel (when you are driving). Furthermore, I greatly struggled with parallel parking (parking between two cars on the side of the road). Actually, to this day, I still can’t do it. For this reason, I failed my driver’s license test the first time and fled (left) the DMV (Department of Motor Vehicles) in tears. Luckily, the second time I passed by the skin of my teeth. All in all, this is not a pleasant time, but it’s very necessary to survive in the car-based society of the US. If you ask me, I’d much prefer hopping on (getting on) the subway or calling an Uber.