In the Village
It wasn’t long before all the little kidoodles forgot where they were. Clive, the bus driver, pulled over to the side of the road and watched them in his big mirror, but the kidoodles didn’t even notice they were stopped!
Clive figured now was as good a time as any. Best to sort these things out early in the year, he thought, and as the temperature in the bus rose, he knew he’d have to do something drastic to remind the Kidoodles of the right way to ride the bus.
“Are you ready, Connie?” he asked the big bus. She responded with a low, satisfied growl, and Clive knew she was.
So he flipped the switch – the one installed way up high by the roof. The red switch. The small red switch with the red covering on it and the large white letters around it. The special switch that no one knew about but him, and Connie.
Nothing happened right away. But both bus and driver knew it could, and judging from the kidoodles’ behaviour behind him, they knew it probably would.
It was just a matter of time.
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The Kids on the Bus
No clue is right! I was on a school bus for a field trip last school year and it makes a big difference to have teachers there.
Yes it does. I don’t mind a little noise, but sometimes they really do forget where they are.
it’s like recess on a bus. In that contained space of metal, it just reverberates inside. Gives me a headache. I give you credit for being able to handle it.
No worries. They’re all good kidoodles.