For my 1976 high school graduation, my daddy asked (and answered), "What kind of car do you want, a Chevette? Good. That's what you are going to get." So... for a graduation gift, I received a pea green 4-speed manual transmission Chevette. I waited with bated breath for my parents to bring my new car home. Upon their arrival, and since I had no idea how to drive a stick, daddy put me in the passenger side and proceeded to demonstrate "how easy it is" to drive a manual transmission vehicle. My demo lasted around the neighborhood block.
