Thursday, June 21, 2012
Scenes from a bus
The kid is sleeping. He must be about 12 or 13. We all know this is his stop coming up. Which of us responsible adults will wake him? Here we are. Guess I'll do it. Wait a minute: That other pre-teen standing there with the headphones on steps toward him, leans over, and gently shakes the kid's shoulder and they both get off and go their separate ways. They don't appear to know each other. In fact they are of different ethnicities, perhaps from different worlds. Someone makes a remark about kids missing their stops. But I don't know how they come away from this with that. It was a small event, but I actually feel somehow reassured.
The other day when stops were nearly missed by both an elderly lady and a visible minority, none of us noticed but the bus driver.
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