buses
Show most recent or highest rated first.when i was to start kindergarten my bigger brothers told me not to look out the back of the bus or they would kick me out school. i believed them up untill i was in 4th grade.
When I was young, I used to belive that
if you pushed the stop button in the bus it would stop for good.
My older brother wanted to keep me from sticking my head out of the citybus window, so he told me that the driver had a button that would electronically close the window and chop my head off. I was 4 years old, and believed this for several years.
My brother was 3 when I was a frechman in college. One time when I was home visiting for the weekend, he asked me why I never brought my school bus with me. When I told him I didn't have one he answered that my mother had told him that I lived in a school bus. We later figured out that when he would ask my mom where I was she would tell him I was away at school. And since my sister (who was in high school) took a bus to and from school, I must just live on one! We still tease him about that one.
One time when I went downtown with my mom, I saw the wires above the street that the streetcars hooked on to.. When I asked my mom what it was, she said that streetcars went on it, so for years I thought that streetcars went above the road on top of the wires instead of just being attached.. and I would always watch for one, but i never knew why they were never there!! I was shocked when I found out that street cars stayed on the ground..
When I started kindergarten I went with my mom to set up the school bus that would pick me up. When I was told I was riding bus #9 (out of buses 1-9) I was heart broken because I thought since I was 5 years old I should ride bus #5.
When I was a small child, living in New Zealand, the bus driver used to hook your pushchair onto the front of the bus. I remember always being terrified that my mother and I wouldn't get on the bus fast enough and he would drive off, taking my pushchair with him.
I must have really loved that oushchair.
When I was a child, I lived in Canada, where the cars are on the otherside of the road, and the driver sits on the otherside of the vehicle. When I spotted a double decker bus, whilst on holiday in England, I shouted "Holy macaroni, a bus with no doors!!"
When I was in kindergarten and first started taking the bus, I imagined that the bus was living and all the people on the bus were its internal organs. I never thought about what happenned when the people got off though...
Oh, and the bus had a name too. It was Thump, so whenever we went over a speed bump I would say "Bumpitty bump there goes Thump!".
When I was little, I used to believe that because city busses were so long that they were not able to turn. And so every street had a bus that went straight through the city and everytime people had to go down a intersecting street, they had to take a new bus. Then when I saw the extra long accordian style busses, I thought people invented those busses so they could turn down streets.
My mom used to be a bus driver. Back then, the buses had a key, and a special switch that you had to push to turn it off, and if you just took out the key, it wouldn't turn off. She had the kids on the bus believing that she drove the Magic School Bus, because she could pull out the key while driving and the engine would keep running. She avoided the 'change the bus into something' questions by claiming she could only do it on field trips (who knows what she said on field trip days...).
When I was in kindergarted, I rode the bus to school. There was a sort of hump at the front of the bus....naturally I assumed there was a bathroom under it in case anyone had an emergency!
When I was about ten I read a book called 'Slipt', and in one part a school bus gets hit by a train and all the kids get killed. From that point on I would only ride next to the emergency exits on school buses so I could get away if I saw a train coming.
I learned very young that you couldn't pass a school bus on the road. However, whoever told it to me left out the part about not being able to pass a _stopped_ school bus. I always would get very nervous when my dad would pass a moving one.
I used to believe that cars were fueled by peanutbutter, because one time on Magic Schoolbus, this dude lost a sandwich in the gas tank or something, and the peanutbutter was going through like gas, and making the bus work ... at least that's how i remeber it.
On the busews in Victoria there are signs that say "Please leave by rear doors." My Mum told me she believed that the signs were written by a man named Rear Doors who owned all the buses in order to transport his large family around. He was telling the other passengers to "please leave" his bus.
All through my childhood our family called open topped busses 'Bertie Busses', convinced that this was their official name. I realised that other people didn't call them this but I assumed it was because they weren't 'in the know' like our family and insisted to my friends that BERTIE BUS was the correct name.
Years later as an adult, I discover my mum had jokingly named the busses Bertie after my very bald Uncle Bert who like the busses, had little on top!
I used believe that if a person pressed the button at a cross walk, a bus would come along.
I used to think that public buses were "free" like school buses.
I thought if you missed the bus he'd run you over! Some bullies told me so, it never did lol.
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