We got stranded the other day when my tire went flat, immediately after I drove through a pot hole that jumped out in front of me. My tire didn’t even slowly fizzle out–it just flattened. Great. Friday afternoon at fifteen minutes till closing time.
I’ve never changed a tire, although I’ve held the flashlight a few times.
I called our regular auto shop, and though they were busy and getting ready to close, they agreed to send someone.
The boys and I hung out and waited, and it was well after closing time when the mechanic arrived.
The great thing about having a flat tire?
When I told the mechanic that my oldest just got his permit, he asked if we’d ever changed a tire for driver’s ed. Um, no . . . “Well, let me show you how. It’s easy!”
He ended up giving my boys a hands-on homeschool lesson for the next half hour, as he patiently taught them the process of changing a tire from start to finish. And, now I can add my sons to my list of tire-changers!
Having a flat tire is a great thing!
What a great opportunity to take a frustrating moment and turning it into a teachable one! I love it! Thanks, Anne!