Getting a driver's license in America has another use besides allowing the holder to drive. I want to have a driver's license as my photo identification. This is the way it is in America, where there is no such thing as a government-issued ID card. A driver's license is valid for identifying who you are. I want to have one so that I do not need to worry about losing my passport when travelling in the country. So, this is another reason why I need to learn driving.

Driving in Pittsburgh, where I am living, is not easy. The city is known for its hilly roads. It's a bit like Chongqing or Hong Kong, where steep roads and sharp curves abound. As a beginner taking driving lessons on the road, I have to coordinate my foot on the brake and my hands on the wheel when I am on an incline. The big challenge for me is driving through a narrow two-way street, on both sides of which cars are parked back to back. Since some of the roads are narrow, I feel intimidated when a giant bus from the opposite direction makes a wide turn. It is like a gigantic monster pouncing on me.
Oh, let me backtrack to the time when I studied for the knowledge test. This process is similar to preparing for a driver's written test in China. I have a driver's manual which tells me everything that a driver should know. The knowledge test in America is simple. I think the questions are set to make everyone pass instead of tricking the examinees. After I pass the knowledge test, I receive a learner's permit which allows me to drive on the road in the company of a licensed driver. So I practice, practice and practice with my instructor, including parallel parking, which is part of the road test. It is also a difficult part for many students.
On the exam day, a blue-eyed young examiner sat in the car with me. I was in and out of the parallel parking zone in two minutes. I had only practiced the move 100 times. I then slowly drove along several designated roads. In 15 minutes, the test was over.
“Congratulations! Not many people pass on their first try,” said a middle-aged clerk at the counter where I posed for my new license photo. That was how I got my American driver's license.