Childhood Trauma

Watched some of the neighbor kids waiting for a school bus the other day. They are about seven or eight years old and look pretty small compared to that bus. I guess we all survived the trauma of our early school bus years, but I am sure it left a few psychological scars.

I mean, here we are, innocent young children trusting in the decisions of the adults around us and what do they do?  Stick us in the huge yellow container and send us off to someplace we can't even locate. The first trip on the bus is complicated by having to find a seat next to someone you don’t know with the words of your parents ringing in your ears, “Don’t sit with strangers.”

We survived, but to this day I still have a little anxiety when I see a school bus. Just Say’n


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