My volunteering to teach the local kids about cars and racing truly is a rewarding and worthwhile vocation. I get to impart knowledge that I gained from all my years in drag racing to them, while also instilling in them bits and pieces of life lessons that may serve them well in the years to come.
I experienced several ups and downs with my life, good as well as bad things, and I thought of always reminding these kids to do good the first time, so as to not experience any of life’s disappointments from ever happening to them. I always tell them that there is no need to reinvent the wheel and stuff, which really means that they need not experience something bad in order for them to learn from it, and they just need to listen to those older and wiser than they are, because they are the same people who had experienced the bad, learned from it, and lived their life without it again.
I also have been intimate to a couple of problems of these kids and they do have a lot of it, which also amazes me no end that as young as they are, they seem to suffer from a lot of unneeded distractions, which could also very well be avoided if they only listened to their parents the first time and not give in to the pressure of their peers.
It somehow validates my work the times the kids think they somehow can ask me for advice or something. That they trust me and think I could help them somehow is thanks enough, and all I need to continue with what I am doing. Besides, it affords me the avenue to still live the racing life through all hours of the day, not only when I’m in the racetrack or in the garage.
One such problem that was confided to me recently was about a girl and how she has a particularly harsh and controlling boyfriend, which she managed to thankfully ditch altogether the other day. Good for you, I told her, eliciting a kind of half-smile as she said that what happened has only now sunk into her and that she now has to worry about how to get over someone and other stuff. Typical of these teenagers getting bogged down in details, not realizing the beauty of the position they already brought themselves in.
I said to her that she had already passed the hardest part of her problem and what is left are only the minor inconveniences, which, when she gives time to them and really think about it, she would realize that it’s no problem at all. I told her to be thankful that she is no longer controlled by anyone and that she is free to do whatever she wants.
Finally, I just told her to give it a little time and it will be gone on its own, without her doing anything about it. Her smile widened now and I knew that somehow, somewhere, realization did sink into her. Now if she’ll only remember what happened to her this time and never do it again, then she’ll be fine.