Driving Classes Part 2
Two months into 2010, I hope I complete all unfinished tasks of my life, which also includes getting a driver's license, especially after a gap of 4 years of starting the endeavor. I have an aversion to step into the RTO office, especially after the last time. Bcos of the two men in my life, I was discouraged driving Dad's car, and I never drove a car after that. I have been a vehicle challenged person all my life till now, I dont find it inconvenient to either walk or take public transport. However in cases of emergency, I have been helpless running around looking for transport.
Last Thursday, I suddenly called up the nearest Driving School and inquired for classes around lunch time. The guy immediately booked me for classes from 1pm to 2pm on the same day. Taking time to decide on the classes was sure going to lead to procrastination, so I gues it was a right decision to join immediately. Next week, our office is moving to Miller's road, so this is like an added pressure on me to complete my classes before my office moves.
The first day, the instructor who turned up was giving me just verbal classes, and he kept dozing off in between. When I bent forward to check something, I realized he was drunk. I didnt know how to respond to somebody getting drunk at 1 pm and turning up for a driving class on ROAD. We would have been booked if we were caught, 1) for Drunken Driving, 2) For driving without my LL . Since he didnt misbehave and we were not driving on the main road, I decided not to take up the issue with the driving school. May be bcos I have dealt with more worse drunkard situations before.
Second day, the drunkard tutor didnt turn up, another young man came with zero patience. By now, I was losing patience in the whole thing, I just wanted to leave him and the car and run away. However, I didnt want another interruption on the driving thing, so I stayed put. Third day, there was another old tutor, who for some reason kept calling me "illa raja, ippadi raja" Well you call young kids "raja", at 28 plus, standing 5ft 9 inches, I wasnt very happy to be called "raja". Anyways, as long as he is patient with me, I can bear with it also for the time being. 5 days of classes, I have had 4 different tutors, and I guess, my learning which should have been progressive, has instead taken up a sinusoidal wave with its ups and downs. There is no continuation between classes.
Regarding teaching in general, I think many tutors follow this practice, make the student err, and then coach them to do it the right way. However I have a different experience with my driving classes. I think on road experience is different from a theory class, each turn, each signal, each speed breaker, you come across a different scenario each time. I have a feeling that if my tutor gives me 5-6 basic tips on the driving funda, I should be able to manage major things by mapping them to my live experience. Instead, what has been happening is, my tutors let me do my own thing, and then confuse me with what was right and what was wrong, The situations are so close that I cant really get anything right into my head and to add to this confusion, I am dealing with different tutors each day and each one has his own way.
I hope all this trivial things dont let me stop mid way. 2010 is a good year to accomplish all that was left unfinished. I have to repeat this mantra to myself every day.
Last Thursday, I suddenly called up the nearest Driving School and inquired for classes around lunch time. The guy immediately booked me for classes from 1pm to 2pm on the same day. Taking time to decide on the classes was sure going to lead to procrastination, so I gues it was a right decision to join immediately. Next week, our office is moving to Miller's road, so this is like an added pressure on me to complete my classes before my office moves.
The first day, the instructor who turned up was giving me just verbal classes, and he kept dozing off in between. When I bent forward to check something, I realized he was drunk. I didnt know how to respond to somebody getting drunk at 1 pm and turning up for a driving class on ROAD. We would have been booked if we were caught, 1) for Drunken Driving, 2) For driving without my LL . Since he didnt misbehave and we were not driving on the main road, I decided not to take up the issue with the driving school. May be bcos I have dealt with more worse drunkard situations before.
Second day, the drunkard tutor didnt turn up, another young man came with zero patience. By now, I was losing patience in the whole thing, I just wanted to leave him and the car and run away. However, I didnt want another interruption on the driving thing, so I stayed put. Third day, there was another old tutor, who for some reason kept calling me "illa raja, ippadi raja" Well you call young kids "raja", at 28 plus, standing 5ft 9 inches, I wasnt very happy to be called "raja". Anyways, as long as he is patient with me, I can bear with it also for the time being. 5 days of classes, I have had 4 different tutors, and I guess, my learning which should have been progressive, has instead taken up a sinusoidal wave with its ups and downs. There is no continuation between classes.
Regarding teaching in general, I think many tutors follow this practice, make the student err, and then coach them to do it the right way. However I have a different experience with my driving classes. I think on road experience is different from a theory class, each turn, each signal, each speed breaker, you come across a different scenario each time. I have a feeling that if my tutor gives me 5-6 basic tips on the driving funda, I should be able to manage major things by mapping them to my live experience. Instead, what has been happening is, my tutors let me do my own thing, and then confuse me with what was right and what was wrong, The situations are so close that I cant really get anything right into my head and to add to this confusion, I am dealing with different tutors each day and each one has his own way.
I hope all this trivial things dont let me stop mid way. 2010 is a good year to accomplish all that was left unfinished. I have to repeat this mantra to myself every day.