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A Lesson from a Truck DriverThis story is about a lesson that my friends and I learned from a truck driver. It was a fine day when two of my best friends and I were walking home from school. We were in second grade and just immature as everybody else in our age. As we were walking on the sidewalk I found a big score on the ground. I wanted to have some summercater and told 1 of my friends, Junghee, that if he is brave enough, he could throw that sucker and hit a car driving by. He hesitated for a while and I started to make fun of him for being such a chicken. I could see that he was about to do what I asked him to, but he was still hesitating, afraid of getting in a trouble. I said, Come on, I throw small rocks at cars all the time. You will be just fine. And what else the driver is going to do, huh? They are non going to stop and run after us. And even if they do, we can still run away from them. We are pretty fast. He agreed with me and he threw the sucker high in the air. I didnt see any car coming at that very moment, but within a second, a loudly noise startled my ears when the sucker hit this blue trucks windshield. The truck driver kept going for a second so I thought nothing was going to happen. However, he suddenly hit the brake and stopped in front of the police station. The first thing I had in my mind was that he was going to go into the police station and tell the police officer what we did, and thats what scared me for a second. Fortunately he did not go into the police station. In spite of going into the police station, he looked at us and started running toward us. Thats when I said, RunWe started running towards our flat tire area, which was about 1000 meters away from the police station. I turned back when we were running, and saw that mans mad face. His face was so red that I thought he was totally drunk. As soon as I reached the main entrance of our apartment, my friend and I hid behind the trees and bushes. However, Junghee was a li ttle arcminute behind us.