Let the children’s laughters remind us how we used to be.
It doesn’t smell me
I found a winter hat on the bus floor this morning. It could have been dropped by one of the students earlier. I kept it until the afternoon to show them so they could claim it.
“Who lost a hat? Check here, if it is yours you can claim it,” I announced it on the PA.
No one came over, except Gaby, one of the third-grade students.
“Let me see!” she extended her hand asking for the hat.
I gave her the hat and she put it on her nose.
“Why do you smell it?” I asked curiously.
“It is not mine. It doesn’t smell me,” she answered smiling.
OMG! Why she didn’t just look at it I can only guess. Maybe she has the same hat, same color, so seeing is not believing. Smart girl! 😍
My mom’s mother died
Domino is a cheerful kindergarten girl. She talks a lot. That’s why when she was quiet her friends became suspicious.
“Bus driver something is wrong with Domino,” Gaby said.
“What happened?”
“She doesn’t want to talk and she looks so sad.”
I approached her and talked to her.
“Domino, what’s wrong? Tell me.” I ask softly.
“My mom’s mother died,” she said with a sad face almost crying. I had to comfort her for such a big loss.
“She is now happy in heaven Domino. Don’t feel sad,” I tried to cheer her up.
At her stop, as usual, her mom was there waiting for her. I stopped my bus, secured it and got out of my driver seat to meet her mom to offer my condolences.
“Domino is so sad today, she said that her grandmother passed away. Is that true?” I asked.
Her mom looked at Domino and asked: “Why did you say that?”
“But grandma Gloria died,” said Domino still showing her unhappy face. Her mom looked at me and whispered: “It was a while ago!”
OMG!