I had a parent tell me today as his son got on the bus.
"Be careful with him cuz he don't speak no good english much"
I still have no idea what that means or what I'm supposed to do with that information.
Am I supposed to drive differently? Am I supposed to help him on and off the bus?
Why should I have to change my routine because your son "don't speak no good english?"
Stuff found on the bus today: 1 Blue Pen and a bottle of half drank Ozarka water.
Bus 13 clear
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
First Day of School
Well the first day of school has come and gone....Wow what a mess.
The elementary kids are the most fun. Everyone is dressed in new clothes, and the parents look more excited than the kids do. Parents were taking pictures as their kid got on the bus. They would actually pose on the steps of the bus so their parents could snap the picture. Of course this made me late for every other stop. I didn't really care though and I think the school expects this sort of thing on the first day. I believe the school builds in a buffer the first day because they know this sort of picture taking stuff is going to happen.
The middle school kids are middle school kids. They are a strange breed. We used to call them Jr. High students. Somewhere that got changed to middle school students. I think it fits better actually because the seem to be stuck in the middle. Stuck somewhere between elementary and high school. Their attitudes, looks, voices, etc. are all somewhere between a little kid and a young adult. Middle schoolers are also the worst behaved. Ask any driver, they will agree 99.9% of the time.
High School kids are the best. They seem to have an attitude that says, "If I can just get thru this day it brings me one step closer to graduating and getting the hell out of here."
The funny thing about the high school kids I picked up today was that some of them were middle schoolers last year but with a different attitude already today. It was like they stepped on the bus this morning and suddenly realized they weren't the top dog anymore. Here was a bus full of kids who were all older than them. They are now the low man/woman on the totem pole. Some looked humbled, some looked like deer in headlights. I was happy to see some of them again, others not so much and others that I almost didn't recognize at all.
On a side note...An elementary students mom stopped me this morning and handed me a bottled water to give to "Chad" because he forgot it. This crazy mom assumed I knew who "Chad" was. I called his name out 3 times, no one ever answered. Once I dropped the elementary kids off I was dying of thirst and boy was I glad no one claimed it.
I bet her little angel doesn't forget his water tomorrow.
Stuff found on the bus today:
A Pencil
A Green/White Water Bottle
A 30gb iPod w/Video
Bus 13 clear
The elementary kids are the most fun. Everyone is dressed in new clothes, and the parents look more excited than the kids do. Parents were taking pictures as their kid got on the bus. They would actually pose on the steps of the bus so their parents could snap the picture. Of course this made me late for every other stop. I didn't really care though and I think the school expects this sort of thing on the first day. I believe the school builds in a buffer the first day because they know this sort of picture taking stuff is going to happen.
The middle school kids are middle school kids. They are a strange breed. We used to call them Jr. High students. Somewhere that got changed to middle school students. I think it fits better actually because the seem to be stuck in the middle. Stuck somewhere between elementary and high school. Their attitudes, looks, voices, etc. are all somewhere between a little kid and a young adult. Middle schoolers are also the worst behaved. Ask any driver, they will agree 99.9% of the time.
High School kids are the best. They seem to have an attitude that says, "If I can just get thru this day it brings me one step closer to graduating and getting the hell out of here."
The funny thing about the high school kids I picked up today was that some of them were middle schoolers last year but with a different attitude already today. It was like they stepped on the bus this morning and suddenly realized they weren't the top dog anymore. Here was a bus full of kids who were all older than them. They are now the low man/woman on the totem pole. Some looked humbled, some looked like deer in headlights. I was happy to see some of them again, others not so much and others that I almost didn't recognize at all.
On a side note...An elementary students mom stopped me this morning and handed me a bottled water to give to "Chad" because he forgot it. This crazy mom assumed I knew who "Chad" was. I called his name out 3 times, no one ever answered. Once I dropped the elementary kids off I was dying of thirst and boy was I glad no one claimed it.
I bet her little angel doesn't forget his water tomorrow.
Stuff found on the bus today:
A Pencil
A Green/White Water Bottle
A 30gb iPod w/Video
Bus 13 clear
Monday, August 25, 2008
Fast Forward....
This will be the official blog for bus 13, the Frog. I really don't like blogs. I've never really understood what the point is. Most of them are a bunch of worthless babble. I'm sure this one will be no different. However, I wanted to chronicle a full school year and keep a "journal" of all the wild, goofy and crazy stories that happen on a school bus.
Let me try and catch you up from last year.....
I started driving a bus last year against my better judgement. What I mean is, who in their right mind would do such a thing? Who would give me a license to drive an eighty thousand dollar vehicle is a better question.
Seventy Two (Yes 72) screaming elementary kids, jacked up on sugar, piss in their pants in a hundred degree weather on an un-airconditioned bus. Sounds fun right? Why would you buy a bus in Texas WITHOUT A/C?
Do the Eskimos in Alaska ride to school in an unheated bus? I seriously doubt it, but anyway.
Tales from last year:
My first day driving by myself, without a trainer I'm cruising down the road minding my own business. I've got a bus full of high school kids. I start to smell something funny and recognize the smell as weed, or pot, chronic, the cheeba, hippie lettuce, dope, mary jane, ganja, or giggle grass. Thinking to myself I contemplate ignoring it or not. I know ignoring it isn't the right thing to do but what if I'm wrong and look like a fool. Remember this is my first day driving by myself.
I decided to ask some of the kids sitting up front if they smelt anything. I leaned back a little and said "Hey do you guys smell anything?" One of the kids immediataly yells out, "Yeah, it smells like someone is smoking weed!"
Well so much for the option of ignoring the smell. If I ignore it now and the smeller tells his teachers that the bus driver ignored the smell I'll surely be in trouble. So I decided to do what I was trained to do and it went something like this....
"Bus 13 to east"
"This is east go ahead"
"Be advised I have a student smoking the marijuana on the bus this morning"
I have no idea why I said "the" before marijuana, guess I was trying to sound professional.
"10-4 We copy, we'll have a school official standing by, what's your e.t.a?"
"I'll be at the school in 5 minutes"
I guess the student didn't think that the old bus driver would know what a blunt smells like.
I arrived at the school to find the Asst. Principal waiting on our bus to arrive. I got off the bus and told her what happened but that I didn't actually know who was burning the reefer.
She (the asst. principal) entered the bus and of course no one confessed to torking on a fatty.
She said that since no one was willing to confess she would have to give everyone the "sniff test"
She proceeded to sniff each student until she narrowed it down to about six. Everyone else was allowed off the bus as per the asst. principal. The last six students on the bus were re-sniffed until she narrowed it down to who she thought it was.
The other 5 students were allowed off the bus and homeboy was escorted off the bus by the principal. He looked scared and smoked out all at the same time.
I never saw him again for the rest of the year.
The moral of the story is this...Don't do something on my bus that could get ME in trouble.
I have some other stories but I'm tired of writing. I'll post more later.
For Now, Here's a video I find funny...
Bus 13 Clear
Let me try and catch you up from last year.....
I started driving a bus last year against my better judgement. What I mean is, who in their right mind would do such a thing? Who would give me a license to drive an eighty thousand dollar vehicle is a better question.
Seventy Two (Yes 72) screaming elementary kids, jacked up on sugar, piss in their pants in a hundred degree weather on an un-airconditioned bus. Sounds fun right? Why would you buy a bus in Texas WITHOUT A/C?
Do the Eskimos in Alaska ride to school in an unheated bus? I seriously doubt it, but anyway.
Tales from last year:
My first day driving by myself, without a trainer I'm cruising down the road minding my own business. I've got a bus full of high school kids. I start to smell something funny and recognize the smell as weed, or pot, chronic, the cheeba, hippie lettuce, dope, mary jane, ganja, or giggle grass. Thinking to myself I contemplate ignoring it or not. I know ignoring it isn't the right thing to do but what if I'm wrong and look like a fool. Remember this is my first day driving by myself.
I decided to ask some of the kids sitting up front if they smelt anything. I leaned back a little and said "Hey do you guys smell anything?" One of the kids immediataly yells out, "Yeah, it smells like someone is smoking weed!"
Well so much for the option of ignoring the smell. If I ignore it now and the smeller tells his teachers that the bus driver ignored the smell I'll surely be in trouble. So I decided to do what I was trained to do and it went something like this....
"Bus 13 to east"
"This is east go ahead"
"Be advised I have a student smoking the marijuana on the bus this morning"
I have no idea why I said "the" before marijuana, guess I was trying to sound professional.
"10-4 We copy, we'll have a school official standing by, what's your e.t.a?"
"I'll be at the school in 5 minutes"
I guess the student didn't think that the old bus driver would know what a blunt smells like.
I arrived at the school to find the Asst. Principal waiting on our bus to arrive. I got off the bus and told her what happened but that I didn't actually know who was burning the reefer.
She (the asst. principal) entered the bus and of course no one confessed to torking on a fatty.
She said that since no one was willing to confess she would have to give everyone the "sniff test"
She proceeded to sniff each student until she narrowed it down to about six. Everyone else was allowed off the bus as per the asst. principal. The last six students on the bus were re-sniffed until she narrowed it down to who she thought it was.
The other 5 students were allowed off the bus and homeboy was escorted off the bus by the principal. He looked scared and smoked out all at the same time.
I never saw him again for the rest of the year.
The moral of the story is this...Don't do something on my bus that could get ME in trouble.
I have some other stories but I'm tired of writing. I'll post more later.
For Now, Here's a video I find funny...
Bus 13 Clear
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