When I was 5, I wanted to be a bus driver. I loved the bus! The city bus drove in front of my babysitter’s house all day and I wanted to sit on her porch and watch for the bus. I had my own little bus toy and I would play with it on her front porch and watch for the bus for hours. I vaguely remember bringing my bus toy to her house on day and rolling it along the windows on the porch.
I’m not sure when or why I gave up my dream of being a bus driver. Maybe when I went to school? It sounds very sad now, to think that I had such a goal and I gave up on my. dream so early in life!! Maybe someone told me that bus drivers don’t make much money or that it’s boring. I never thought it was boring because of the money slot. I always wanted to stand there and watch the change go into the money part. That would’ve been fun to see all day. I’m not sure I rode the bus much after I started school. I don’t really remember riding it more than once or twice ever.
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