I hate the school bus

The minibus driver honked a few times. “Hurry up!” he yelled. The cries of the screaming girl echoed around the block. “I don’t want to go!” Her screams descended with the lift.

Her mother dragged her to the bus and she clung on for life. “I don’t want to go!” Finally, with a push she was up on the bus with the other kids. The door slammed shut, silencing her cries. The driver quickly drove off to deliver the children on time.

A look of relief appeared on the Mum’s face as she walked toward the lift lobby. Is she affected? Because I imagine it must be traumatic for the child. I remember myself sobbing in class when I started kindergarten.

Though this feeling is temporary, I’m wondering if there is a better way of easing a child into school life?

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