The sight of our old school bus took me back to the days when Rusty Collins would pull up at the end of our driveway and wait patiently while mum dragged me down the drive and then push me aboard, telling me I’d be ok once I got going.
When Rusty retired, the bus was used by the Corrigan’s who travelled the length and breathe of the country.
I wondered if the ghosts of students past lingered on. The assignations, food fights and rushed attempts at homework before fronting up to Sister Mary with her cane always at the ready.
Written for: https://bikurgurl.com/2019/05/29/100-word-wednesday-week-123/
Morpethroad 
Wonderfully done.
Thanks Sadje
You’re welcome 😇
A wonderful recollection (or imagination). Brought back memories of our school bus
More imagination than memories
Ah. No homework pool? Mutual help revising for tests? Chinese burns and French kisses. Heck, man, you don’t know what you missed 🙂
I used to catch the train to school and we had our fair share of excitement.
Oh, trains, so much better. Less restricted to seats
Nice snapshot for the life of a bus – enjoyed it. Quite different than what I wrote…lol
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Thanks so much DB, hope you have a good day.