Have you ever wanted to write a novel? Do you have the strange notion that you have a story that you should really write down someday? Are you completely crazy and have a strange aversion to sleep? Can you type really fast? Then NaNoWriMo is for you.
It was a quiet, clear, early morning.The sun was just starting to come up, and a boy was waiting patiently on a street corner, looking for the school bus.I approached slowly, in my bus, turning on my yellow lights to warn traffic I was going to stop.The boy, a kindergartner, fidgeted with his backpack as he waited for m Continue Reading
I love my job, and would be hard pressed to give it up anytime soon. But, because it’s only part time work and I only work nine, maybe ten (if I can get summer school work) months out of the year, my employer doesn’t offer health insurance. My husband (who is also a bus driver) and I make just enough to put us over the limit on the free health insurance offered by the county, so for Continue Reading
Every year, every route, I overhear conversations on my bus. Last week, on my middle school route, I overheard a white boy talking to a black girl, first about his disapproval about President Obama, then about race. It was a calm, well considered conversation, where the boy commented on how he’d been called a racist for not supporting Obama. He argued that he had no problem with black people Continue Reading