It was in the kindergarten, I was about 5 years old. I have to take school bus home everyday. My father couldn’t pick me up.

And so, after class, many kids were running to the orange school bus and so I boarded with them. The bus journey was a different one. There was many paddy fields on the way home and different scenery, quite unfamiliar with me. Soon, all the kids have went down and reached their home. The driver turned and looked at me. 

“Where do you stay?” he asked. “I don’t know“, I said. And so he drove me back to the kindergarten. Lucky thing the headmaster was still there. I think he must have looked up from my record for my address.

He then sent me home in his big car. I sat at the back of the car, feeling like a little princess. :)  Finally when we were about to reach my home, I saw my father at the street and told the headmaster.

I think after the incident, we have to line up everyday while waiting for the bus so that we didn’t get into the wrong bus again. It was an experience that I never forget although it was more than 20 years ago. :)


2 Responses to “5 years old : The Wrong Bus.”

  1. elvinado on March 19th, 2008 6:30 am

    Wah scary…

  2. Sarannaes on March 20th, 2008 11:35 pm

    thats it, guy

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