Bus

like this," I would be perfectly safe. In the 7th grade, I had to take the bus that dropped me off quite a ways away from my house, meaning that I had to walk quite the distance to my house. It wasn't a major problem, just a minor inconvenience at best. The main reason I took this specific route was to save some minutes sleeping in the early mornings, but I digress. So around 3 weeks pass since I first started taking the bus and nothing really major happens. The only think really worth knowing…

DAY 1 The first day can be described with the following words: long, boring, interesting, dangerous and wet. We departed from Marosvasarhely at around 9 AM with a bus; I must say that this was my longest trip since my accident. It was so LONG that I dozed off several times during the trip. Luckily we made a few stops to pick up several other passengers too which made the trip less BORING. Of course, we also had many awesome sightseeings but still, just sitting for over 4 hours doing…

Sitting at the bus stop, feeling the cool concrete beneath his feet, and the chipped, worn down bench, Goober waited anxiously for the bus. Sure, he felt bad leaving Jerry behind, but it would’ve felt worse to stay at a place as evil as Trinity. The bus pulled up, and Goober stepped on the bus. Walking through the aisle, he realized he hadn’t even begun to worry about fitting in at his new school. He’d never been to a public school, and it’s hard to be the new kid as a sophomore. Everyone has…

Yourself “CREAK”, the bus door opened and I waited as I watched all of the children struggling to get out. There is only one way I feel… I don’t want them to go. Every day I see them get off the “special needs” bus and get laughed at and see the fingers pointed straight at them, it’s ridiculous. You would have thought that tenth graders would have learned by now that bullying and harassment is childish, but apparently not. It’s amazing how much potential the kids on my bus have, especially…

but to troubling myself. As a result of my own deed, I had to walk to the nearest bus stop every morning to catch the school bus, until Miss Rina returning my bike. When? I have no clue… Walking lazily that morning, as usual, I was late again. Therefore, I needed to wait for a public bus or a taxi. 15 minutes waiting, not a single bus pass by, not even a taxi. I was the only one standing there waiting for the bus I missed for my unpunctuality. At eight, which means in twenty minutes, I need to…

Are you young and want more opportunities? Well Millennials achieve a lot living in the city. The cities infrastructure brings a lot of befits to someone whom is trying to find them self. The population is so high you can find anything to keep you motivated and striving to be a better you. But there are three main reasons I recommend the city to anybody and that’s for the helping hand, people and conveniences. First, in the city everything is in walking distance. What makes everything in the…

A True Sense of Belonging Situated here remaining for my dad to pick me up from Brandeis High School, I reach the thought that I really infatuate the Physical Training (PT) Team and it is pretty cool. There are so many memories that we create, The environment of friendliness is what makes it so great. In fact, PT encounters other teams at all sorts of competitions, When I am allowed to compete, there are no hard decisions. I always compete when I obtain the chance, But I have to make girls’…

“You’re fired!” my head boss shouted at me as I was suddenly shoved out his office door. I stood there flabbergasted for a second, still in shock of the drastic turn my life had just made. I consider ripping the family picture off of the corkboard on his door and tearing it to shreds, just to make a point. He would be furious because every picture of his pink clad teenage daughter is worth as much to him as the real thing. It’s not like he’s ever home with his real family often enough to see…

My gender norm violations were to do the casual norms of men, I committed to walking down the street whistling and “catcalling” toward men, mansitting on the bus, open doors for my male coworkers, disregard manners in a restaurant and offer a man a drink. When I enacted my first violation which I mentioned was walking down the street whistling and “catcalling”, I was with my friend and we did this in my city in a very populated area. We began in the evening, my friend also gladly accepted to not…

When Claudette Coulman and Rosa Parks wouldn 't give up their seats to white men it became the start of a revolution, the Civil Rights Movement. Claudette was too young to be the face of the boycott, she was also pregnant with a married mans child. She was in no place to be the face of the boycott and would not have been able to take the criticism from the press on her. Rosa Parks on the other hand was older and had to look to be the face of the boycott. The old seamstress who was tired after a…