Car raid
My parents’ cars are a true reflection of them as people. My mother’s car is never not messy. Trash litters the floor, extra napkins flood the glove compartment, and grocery bags are piled in the back seat. Her car is bigger and is known as what some would call the “family car”.
My father’s car, on the other hand, is quite the opposite. Trash never stays for more than a couple hours, carpets are vacuumed regularly, and CDs are all kept in a neat little CD case located in the depth of the glove box. Look a little closer and you will find a few odd trinkets. Over the years my father has neglected to throw away the remains of my time spent in his car. Some of the things left from my childhood are as follows: a single pink barbie shoe, one rubber Lego tire, and a rainbow of melted Crayon wax in the side part of the door. His car is more of a “company car”, used mostly for his purposes only.
For this assignment I have decided to write about my father.
Alex Bierwag is a suburban dad living in a booming city. During the week Alex drives his car half way across town to his job, and then again at the end of the day to come home. “On the weekends I act as a chaperone, he said. “I help run errands for my family and feed them if I have to.”
On first glance, the silver Honda Element looks like an average car for an average person. No flashy bumper stickers, and no major scratches or dents. To be frank, it’s the kind of car that you pass at the dealership.
Step inside and you’re hit with a clean smell. “I always roll down the windows when I get fast food so my car doesn’t stink up, Bierwag said. “If the smell starts to linger I get nauseous.” When ordering fast food, extra items may be forgotten to be put in the bag. Looking in the glove compartment for napkins and straws doesn’t help because all that’s there is a CD case, and a book. The book is one about history, a subject that for as long as I can remember, my father has always been into. “When I’m bored during lunch I’ll read some of my book, he said. “If I’m not in the mood for literature I’ll listen to my music.”
A person’s choice in music can say a lot about them. Looking inside the case I recognize the covers of many classic 80’s and 90’s albums. Some of these bands and singers include: Duran Duran, Bob Schneider, and The Smiths. I grew up surrounded with these types of musicians so I definitely have my father to thank for the influence on my music taste now.
In the trunk, there are a load of blankets. “I do a lot of yard work and I go on a lot of Home Depot runs, Bierwag said. “When I buy messy items I need the blankets to put under them so my car doesn’t get dirty.” The Home Depot runs have gotten messier every weekend so the blanket idea makes a lot of sense.
My father’s car, on the other hand, is quite the opposite. Trash never stays for more than a couple hours, carpets are vacuumed regularly, and CDs are all kept in a neat little CD case located in the depth of the glove box. Look a little closer and you will find a few odd trinkets. Over the years my father has neglected to throw away the remains of my time spent in his car. Some of the things left from my childhood are as follows: a single pink barbie shoe, one rubber Lego tire, and a rainbow of melted Crayon wax in the side part of the door. His car is more of a “company car”, used mostly for his purposes only.
For this assignment I have decided to write about my father.
Alex Bierwag is a suburban dad living in a booming city. During the week Alex drives his car half way across town to his job, and then again at the end of the day to come home. “On the weekends I act as a chaperone, he said. “I help run errands for my family and feed them if I have to.”
On first glance, the silver Honda Element looks like an average car for an average person. No flashy bumper stickers, and no major scratches or dents. To be frank, it’s the kind of car that you pass at the dealership.
Step inside and you’re hit with a clean smell. “I always roll down the windows when I get fast food so my car doesn’t stink up, Bierwag said. “If the smell starts to linger I get nauseous.” When ordering fast food, extra items may be forgotten to be put in the bag. Looking in the glove compartment for napkins and straws doesn’t help because all that’s there is a CD case, and a book. The book is one about history, a subject that for as long as I can remember, my father has always been into. “When I’m bored during lunch I’ll read some of my book, he said. “If I’m not in the mood for literature I’ll listen to my music.”
A person’s choice in music can say a lot about them. Looking inside the case I recognize the covers of many classic 80’s and 90’s albums. Some of these bands and singers include: Duran Duran, Bob Schneider, and The Smiths. I grew up surrounded with these types of musicians so I definitely have my father to thank for the influence on my music taste now.
In the trunk, there are a load of blankets. “I do a lot of yard work and I go on a lot of Home Depot runs, Bierwag said. “When I buy messy items I need the blankets to put under them so my car doesn’t get dirty.” The Home Depot runs have gotten messier every weekend so the blanket idea makes a lot of sense.
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