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4 comments:
For a week or so in elementary school my friend Garrett and I thought it was pretty cool to miss the bus home from school. We'd hang out then call our parents, who were forced to come pick us up. I think my ma got sick of the ordeal pretty quickly. I remember the scorn.
Scorn?? I've never felt scorn! I remember one snowy day the bus didn't make it up our hill. The kids at the bus stop just played all morning in the snow, while we moms thought they were safely at school. Finally some kid went home for lunch and the phones started ringing..."Did you know ALL the kids missed the bus?"
what a great pic! :)
-sarah
http://redoaklines.wordpress.com
I hate it when I miss the bus.
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