An anecdote about steep paths

When I was thirteen, my parents and I moved house. It was located at the top of a hill. Therefore, the neighbourhood was full of steep streets up and down. To own a car, then, was really helpul, so that it allows you to go downtown and buy food or other necessay things.
However, I was thirteen and a long time had to go by before I got my driving license. I started attending high school every morning. It was not far away but between it and my house there was a 15-minute-tortured path. At that time we had to carry heavy books. My school bag weighed around 10 kilograms. The way back home was really hard, especially in June at 2.30 P.M.