My First School Bus Ride

Ellen By Ellen, 16th May 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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Riding on a school bus is fun. Being with friends is fun too. Stopping a bully is good. Standing up for yourself is also good.

My First School Bus Ride

Summer was over and I was six years old and ready to go to first grade on the big yellow school bus. Walking down the farm lane I crossed the country road, so I would be on the correct side to be able to get onto the big yellow school bus. I waved to my mother and younger sister as they watched from the living room window. Looking down the country road I saw the big yellow school bus approaching. The big yellow school bus stopped right in front of me, and the big doors were pulled open, and an old man with a beard, dressed in brown with a brown hat watched as I climbed up the steps of the big yellow school bus.
Before I was able to look for a seat the bus driver whose name was George stopped me and turned in his seat to face me and proceeded to tell me all of the rules he had for every student who rode his big yellow school bus. The whole time he was talking I kept thinking to myself that I had rules at home to follow, rules at church to follow, and now there were rules on the big yellow school bus. I began to wonder if it would ever end. I was only six years old and already I had more rules then I knew what to do with.
I was to sit on the right side of the bus with the girls. The boys were to sit on the left side of the bus and there was to be no talking between the boys and girls. I was to face forward at all times, and talk with only the person or persons that were in the same seat that I was in. There was to be no eating or drinking on the bus unless George said it was all right. Finally I was allowed to go and find a seat, so we could continue onto school.
Looking around I could not find anywhere to sit and George saw my problem and yelled at one of the girls to move over. She only moved over just enough for me to sit on the edge of the seat. With the big yellow school bus swaying back and forth down the old country road, it was very difficult to keep my

My First School Bus Ride

balance. Making several stops to pick up country children we were headed into town when our bus driver George made one last stop to pick up a young girl who had just moved into the area. As she climbed onto the school bus she looked as scared as I had looked, and she also went through the same rules that I had gone through with George.
She walked down the aisle and I moved over for her so she could sit down. The other girl in our seat did not want to move over which left the new girl balancing on the edge of the seat. I was in the middle so was able to see and hear all that was going on both sides. The one girl was laughing at the predicament of the other girl and I watched for a minute while the other girl continued to struggle to stay on the seat.
Without saying a word, I moved over and squashed the one girl up against the bus wall making more room for the new girl to sit comfortably. We began to talk and became good friends. A few minutes later I looked up and saw George looking at me. The look he gave was approving and by making that decision I realized that I made a new friend and put a bully in her place.


Bully, Bus, Friends, Rules, School

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I write children's stories. Have one book published, Working on another children's book. It is a series.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
16th May 2013 (#)

Brave at such a young age - but when pushed to the wall anyone will react the same. Thank you, Ellen, for the share - siva

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author avatar Ellen
16th May 2013 (#)

Does it not depend on the person, and the age of the person?

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author avatar Roja Meeran
12th Jul 2013 (#)

Hey..interesting..nice made me remember my childhood days..enjoyed..keep writing

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