The Magic School Bus

njury? I have not until it happened to me. In May, at the end of my 10 th grade track season at Sunnydale High School, I was at Peachtree University , a state track meet; all of my friends were there from different cities, schools, and counties. The day of the track meet, the track team was leaving Sunnydale High School at two o’clock in the morning. As the team was boarding the bus, I knew I was i n for a long trip. The morning was very dark and humid; I could barely see where I was…

Imagine this, your waiting for your child to get home, and you hear the brakes of the school bus outside. When suddenly you hear a loud screech, then the screaming of young children. You rush outside to find your child laying there in the street, lifeless. You sit there and wonder how this could have happened, and why me? Now the driver is saying that it was an accident, but she ran the stop sign. Now there is a darkness that haunts you. Just knowing the laws and stopping on red on red in the…

nothing but two words. High school. As a charter school kid, those two words were the literal embodiment of what I imagine hell would feel like. No more recess. No more hikes. No more class at the stream. No more meaning anything. They’d give me a number and throw me with the other cattle. Some of those cattle turned out to be the sun gods and somebody snatched them up and ate them. The rest of us cattle were in the crossfire of an angry god and starving men. High school turned out to be a…

“JA BizTown” I was amazed as our bus, bus 18, was pulling into, “JA BizTown”. Kellan was right next to me on the bus and was talking about fidget spinners but, when I turned my head, JA looked like a regular 3 story high school. A lady, who I forgot her name, told us to get out of the seats one by one. Once we got through the 2 glass doors, there was a receptionist on the right at the front desk. Next to the receptionist there was a room made of glass and there were computers and office chairs.…

their time on the bus. We have used office referrals from bus drivers to determine that students are only referred to the office more while in the classroom. The problem is those students spend only a small portion of their day on the school bus compared to being in class. Also we collected quantitative data from bus driver where they agreed that there is a behavior problem on school buses. During our literature review, we have determined that PBIS is effective in reducing bus behavior issues…

you can’t eat or drink on the bus,but students eat and drink all the time on the bus.If you don’t believe this you can look at the bus cameras to see how many students have done this.So there’s a problem with this rule existing because it’s like it doesn’t exist.This rule also exists for pointless reasons that will be explained later.So it’s time to change the rule or just get rid of it except there’s going to be a compromise.The no eating or drinking rule on the bus needs to be altered in a way…

His alarm sounded at 5:30am and the shrill sound echoed off the walls of the sparsely furnished apartment. He rolled out of bed and trudged towards the kitchen, the cold linoleum floor feeling uncomfortable under his bare feet. The man wasn’t what you would call good looking. He was slightly overweight with greasy, unkempt hair. His face was round with uneven stubble and little cuts around his jaw and chin. His eyes looked mean and glassy, adding to his…

Cypress Creek, in Mansford, Washington. Well, it was with the whole 8th grade from our school. We had only one large School Bus, which was old, nasty and cold. There wasn’t a lot of 8th graders my school. It was called Ghetto High because many of the kids there were involved with the police often and especially drugs. The teachers said the trip was four hours to the camping site and four to get back to the school. We were going to be there for four…

Last October, I took a weeklong trip to Haiti. From Port au Prince, I took the bumpiest bus ride of my life eight hours into the country to rural Leon. Over the 187 miles outside of the capital, I passed one store, one bathroom, and a few shacks with the word “Bank” painted on them. The bus drove through a river, stopped for an hour while a makeshift road crew moved boulders that had fallen in the road and miraculously drove along the winding narrow dirt paths in the mountains with only the…

It all started at the bus stop it was around 5 pm i was getting ready to go to work i worked the graveyard shift almost no one would ever come so i would just do school work or sleep so i was on the bus going to work then i fell asleep i woke up and it was 10 pm i was in some different place it smelled like alcohol and vomit i had no idea where i was i could only see the top of the bus i had almost no money and my cell phone was dead i couldn't even stay on the bus because it was the poor man's…