© 2010 Marica

140 – My way

Being able to park in tight spaces is something you have to learn when you live in Wellington. Our city is very hilly, has very narrow streets and parking spaces are far from generous.

I’ve never thought much about this until one day when we had gone into the centre of town and I had parallel parked the car in a very difficult situation. We were in a rush and it was the only park I could find so I was determined to make use of it. My family sat quietly as I eased the car into the available space. Our car ended up being cosily slotted between a van and another large car. As we all got out of the car one of the young men that was sitting on a bench near by shouted out to me.

“Heh lady, you’re an awesome parker,” he said. His friends were busy nodding and agreeing with him. They seemed so impressed. I hadn’t even been aware they were watching me.

“Don’t know how you did that,” continued the young man. “Awesome.”

“Thanks,” I responded while being surprised that I had managed to grab the attention of a group of young men by merely parking the car.

As my family and I walked away we were all smiling.

I thought about this when I saw this black car parked partly on the kerb today. Maybe the person who parked it was new to town. Although judging by the scratches on the car they have definitely not mastered the art of parking, or perhaps even driving. I suppose at the very least the person who parked this could say, “I did it my way”.

Manifesto
09. Every day learn something new.
26. Every day take action. Every small step counts.
38. Every day be brave and give things a go. Use fear to trigger you into action.

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