(apologies- a few stories will be posted out of order. there was a backlog...a long one, for permission and corrections.)
Sarah came home from school yesterday.
That was a little bit in doubt, when her bus still hadn’t left the school 22 minutes after the kids had boarded it, at the end of the day, and even more in doubt after the bus driver took a long rambling route home and then the bus driver managed to miss my daughter’s stop.
Of course, it was a substitute driver, so we have better hopes for today. But, of course, this was complicated by the fact that my daughter wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do when the driver went right past her stop.
She raised her arm, and then she realized the driver wasn’t looking in her direction,(thank G-d, since that would have meant looking 180 degrees away from the road- or at least the road in front of the bus.) And she couldn’t’ exactly do what the other students do, in similar situations, since she can’t easily shout out” Hey, you just passed my stop!” Since she is deaf and can’t speak those words, none-the-less shout them,
Fortunately, the driver did end up stopping not all that far from where she needed to be (home, which is where the heart and the bathroom are), and she did arrive home, albeit, at a rather late hour.
And when she came home, after using the aforementioned bathroom, she told me numerous stories from her very busy day.
She told me all about the Lesbian Corruption- which we have still not figured out, and about cybersex and graphing goose.
Monday, August 29, 2011
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