The day I meet the bus, or should I say the bus meet me. What a lucky women I am. Not only did I catch the bus practical out of my back door my work requires no bus transfers or confusion. In fact no work zones to cross, no obstacles to climb and routes that have been averted .Yes indeed smooth sailing for me. I have my book and relaxation can be mine.This lovely book is all I need, but instead the book will wait on the new adventures of my fellow passengers.
My fellow passengers are greeted from our friendly bus driver who knows many by name and treats all who step unto the bus with dignity and respect. What a pleasure it is to have a genuine and caring driver working for my city.
The bus driver who helps the women with her wheel chair safely board. She is followed with her son and a sweet and loving man. You could say his face is not perfect nor his intelligence what it should be, but that would not be the case.What is a perfect face? In my world it is the one who makes you smile back. It is the intelligence to know that a world without love and laughter is know world at all.That is Bob what a great guy he is. Bob was given a loving home when he had know place to go. Some how this lady in a wheel chair had the strength to help Bob . When your heart is big even a wheel chair can't hold you back Bob lives with their family now. I don't know who is more lucky. I will just say they all are.
It has been a good ride to work and my trip has passed by quickly. As I Depart my bus I realize ever one except for me will transfer to another route. I hope they won't have to walk far in this heat. I hope their day is good and especial Bob.
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