Стихотворение с активным и пассивными залогами

When I was small child, I wasn't allowed to drive. But I liked to play In different racing games. I had only strange dream: To be invited in national team. Journals were read with a pleasure, But I was in racing a stranger. Everyday I was taught how to drive, And I stopped to be child. I started to drive in sportcars, And wanted to go to Mars.