Hey what’s up you guys?! It’s Dannielle.
This entire past week I had a substitute bus driver, “Bob,” and…it’s not really that big of a deal unless you are me.
My actual bus driver says I’m the most responsible one on the bus, so I have to tell “Bob” where each student lives. That means I’m responsible for each and every person getting home on time and not missing their house. That’s a lot of pressure for a middle schooler!
There was this boy… I missed his house twice two days in a row. I felt so bad. He’s a kindergartner, so I couldn’t see him from the front of the bus. :/
I can’t imagine what “Bob” feels like having to drive a route that he has never driven before. Then there are the kids, yelling and constantly getting into trouble. It keeps him from hearing what I’m saying, so he does miss a few people’s houses. It’s so annoying!
Anyway thanks for reading! Sorry I didn’t talk about potatoes like I mentioned in my last article, but I’m going to say it now… I’m most likely never going to talk about potatoes. Ha ha.
Well that’s about it…bye! *awkward wave*