Wheels on the Bus Go ROUND
| IT WAS the first day of
school, after summer vacations and time for me to pick up the children
in my school bus and take them home again. After I had made the complete
run that afternoon, one little boy remained on the bus. Thinking he had
simply missed his stop, I started driving slowly back through the neighborhood
and asked him to be sure to let me know if any of the houses or people
looked familiar. The boy sat in his seat contentedly and shook his head
whenever I asked him if he recognized a person or place. After the second
unsuccessful tour of the area, I started back to the school to ask for
his address. When we arrived, the child got off the bus and started walking
away. "Wait!" I called. "We have to go inside and find out where you live.
' "I live right there," he said, pointing to a house across the street.
"I just always wanted to ride in a school bus."
On a kindergarden run, while I was
slowing down to read addresses, a young man says "Whats wrong?, Ya low
- Shauna Bryce
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