Let me tell you about a young boy who made a model car all on his own. The boy is me, six years ago when I was just 11.The car was small and simple, but in my imagination it was a high-speed racing car, speeding along the race road.
It was during the school summer holidays and work- men were building a new driveway and garage(车库) beside our house. It meant to add something new to our home. When I watched the workmen, I came up with an idea—I would build a car to drive into the garage in celebration of it. I told my mother and began with my plans. But I couldn't find the right things for making the car, so I gave up and sadly spent several days doing nothing. My mother noticed that I had stopped working and asked me why. I explained and she suggested that maybe I should change my plan to fit the things I had, rather than give up.
And that's just what I did. I found small pieces of wood in my father's workshop and made my car from any- thing that was lying around the house. When I found a
small engine(发动机) from one of my old model planes, I added that. The power came from a battery(电池) I found in a box.
By the time the garage was finished, so was my car. I called my family together outside the house, started the engine and put the car on the driveway. It was fast and I had to run to the garage to prevent it from hitting the new door. My family began to cheer and I smiled proudly. Thanks to my mother I learned the value of continuing to do things, especially something difficult. Soon I was making plans for my next project: a robot!
