Ballarat Driving Lessons with EZy to Pzy

Let’s start right back at the beginning and the reason behind me becoming a driving instructor. 

So picture this: a 17-year-old with her dear old Dad trying to teach her how to reverse out a big old manual car. The bench seat couldn’t be pulled forward enough for me to reach the pedals, and stacking pillows on the seat didn’t help. The car “bunny hopped” as it went backwards, and I can still hear poor old Dad yelling, “you’re burning out my clutch” (I think I actually did). Well, Dad yelled, I cried, and all this made me shut down; I no longer heard any instruction. 

Then my darling Mum came out to act as an intermediary... her advice was “gold.” She said, “darling, I think you need professional driving lessons  for both your sake and your Dad’s...“ she was so right!

I took the driving lessons, and it saved both mine and my Dad's sanity- It was then I thought, “this is what I want to do... be an instructor.” 

Well, life happened, and it wasn’t until later that I followed that dream, but it was that experience that shaped the way I teach... just gentle instruction until you “get it”—simple!