Can I borrow the keys, dad?

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Describe something you learned in high school.

Drivers Ed coach was this rather large fellow. I apologize, but his name escapes me. I could go find a year book, I guess?

His class was, as far as I can recall, the most creative in the mid 90’s. Yes, I am that old.

Our hall pass, a literal taggy-pass thing with a key attachment, was a test. We had to be willing to get outside of our often quiet and terribly reserved comfort zones.

If you needed to use the bathroom, go to your locked, or get a drink of water (we didn’t carry water bottles everywhere then), you had raised you hand and ask, “Can I borrow the keys, dad.”

For some, it was mortifying. For some, the opposite. I don’t remember if I ever asked. I just remember that first day explanation.

Clearly, it left an impression.

Now me would have had no issues asking to borrow the keys. Now me would have had no issues explaining to a bunch of awkward teenagers the process and plan.

Being a young adult is rough. No doubt about it. Being forced outside of a comfort zone? I wish more people that age had to do it.

My daughter is 17. She shill doesn’t want to walk up to a counter and order her own food at a restaurant. I feel that I missed a few opportunities in there. But her path is her own. She’ll arrive at her destination in her own time.