2017.08.11.
Dad is Driving a Car
Come on, Tibor, we're going to the city - Dad honks impatiently.Dad is driving a car!1
Dad is driving a car with two hands, one hand, without hands.
Dad is nervous. Wow, dad is so nervous, yes!
Dad is driving a car mindfully, experiencedly, patiently.
Pedestrians are walking in the fresh air
and Dad is driving a car.
Dad is driving a car, a big, white Fiat 1500 vehicle.
Oh, Dad! You're driving the car so fast! This is terrible. This is terrible, this is terrible!
Dad, you're driving the car so fast!
Dad, look! An acquaintance is going on the sidewalk and he's not
stepping onto the road because then maybe he'd be in slight danger.
Dad shrugs2 and Dad is driving a car.
Our white vehicle3 whooshes fast, because Dad is driving it.
Dad can brake his emotions 4 because he is experienced.
Dad is a hero in my eyes
and Mom is the most precious in this world.
We have arrived at the end of our destination,
our plan has succeded, this adventure has ended, Dad says now.
We are in the city with Dad.
We are in the city with Dad!
Mom is cooking at home.
Mom is cooking at home.
Mom is cooking delicious lunch at home. The end.