Story of the Day 5/ 8/ 2012 #3

A day with three Stories of the Day is a busy day. Either that or it is creepy.

Of course, if you read the first Story of the Day ( and this is, in effect, an addendum to that one) , you know that I am the kind of mother who teaches her children to fart in order to get a seat to themselves on a bus.

As it turns out, my advice wasn't necessary.
At least, not this morning.

Sarah went outside at the normal time and waited.
Usually, the wait is 3-10 minutes.
Today, it wasn't.
It was 25 minutes.
Sarah stood and waited, and waited, and waited.
Fortunately, the weather was mild.

Finally, a bus came.
Only, it wasn't her bus.
It was a different bus, the one that Kate drives.
And when the doors opened right in front of Sarah, Kate who was driving the bus, waved Sarah to get on.
Sarah got on and saw a girl from her English class. A girl that doesn't ride Sarah's bus.
At least, not normally.
And the girl gave a big, and I mean BIG wave.

And Sarah went a bit further back, and found a seat. To herself.
After sitting down, a large kid turned and waved at her.
The kid was sitting in a dark spot on the bus.
That early in the morning, our solar lights are still glowing and unless you sit in one of the "lit" seats, you can get away without makeup, brushing your hair, or even wearing clothes, at least until you get to school.

Okay, you can't really get away without wearing any clothes, but the rest of it would be quite unnoticeable in the dim light.

But the kid seemed big and unfamiliar. Sarah stared at him a moment, and then realized she was being rude and that she ought to wave back, so she gave him a sort of half hearted Queen-of-England little wave.
And as he turned away to face forward, she realized that he wasn't a student, but a staff member, who types for her in one of her classes.
He was riding to assist a student.
Who is also not on the bus that sarah normally rides.

Sarah had a weird sense of "where am I?" and "where is this bus going?", but, of course, scene those people all spend the day at the high school, she figured it would at least get her to the right place.

Then, this afternoon, when it was time to catch the bus home...again, it was the wrong bus. With a driver who is not her usual driver.
But who is also not Kate.
But, a different wrong bus.
With different students that Sarah doesn't usually ride with.
But it was parked in the spot that her bus parks in.

So Sarah got on the bus.
She recognized number of the students as being Burmese, like the kids she ate lunch with, last year. And who live north of us and not on her bus route.
But, again, she got lucky and found a seat to herself.

Until Catherine, a girl Sarah knows from one of her classes, came over and gestured to ask Sarah to move over to the seat next to the window.
Sarah looked at Catherine

You see, Sarah didn't want to move over.
Even though Catherine weighs substantially less than 300 lbs, which seems to be a somewhat normal weight for many of the students who ride the bus that Sarah normally rides...which is why she is not so keen to share a seat ad which is why
Sarah gave her a sheepish look, and then Sarah moved over.
And the girl sat down.
And the girl looked at Sarah, who seemed to have grown by several inches.
Fortunately, the bus' ceiling is rather high, otherwise, Sarah's head might have hit it.
Since Sarah, who is 5'10" was now sitting.......on a child's booster seat, which is why she was so reluctant to move over, in the first place.
And fortunately, Sarah weighs less than her 5'4" mother. I think she might weigh about 130 lbs when she is wearing her jacket and shoes.
So, her butt fit into the seat.
Sarah felt rather odd, riding home in her elevated booster seat.
But, as she told me, it was soft, and actually rather comfortable.

Of course, who knows what tomorrow will bring.