Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Dear Bus Driver: I am So Sorry

Dear Bus Driver,

It's almost the end of the school year, and summer vacation is nigh.

You've woken up at the crack of dawn Monday through Friday to drive a bus that breaks down occasionally and doesn't always have working A/C. You've seen my three oldest kids every day, twice a day, for the last 9 months.

And I just have one thing to say: I am so sorry.

I'm sorry for all the mornings you've had to idle at the corner waiting for one (or all) of my children to complete the 50-yard dash to the bus stop.

I'm sorry for the many, many belongings they've left on the bus, including but not limited to:
  • shoes, jackets, and gloves
  • school projects
  • backpacks and lunchboxes
  • musical instruments
  • art supplies
  • hair accessories
  • funky-looking plush animals
  • assorted books
  • Ziploc bags containing owl pellets

We realize that your bus is not a storage facility or a satellite office for their locker at school.

I'm sorry for the afternoons you've had to circle back at the end of your route because my kids were sleeping/reading/daydreaming and forgot to get off at our stop.

(It does, however, make me feel better knowing that they're not acting completely absent-minded at home just to bug me.)

I'm sorry for the time my son was running screaming for the bus, concerned that he'd miss it, only to trip and fall twice on his way causing him to scream even more, and I just yelled encouragement to him through the window.

I was afraid that if I ran out there in my pajamas and rat's nest hair I'd make it look even more like an episode of Cops than it already did.

I'm sorry for all of the unearthly shrieking I'm sure my kids have done on your watch over the last year. It's not easy being trapped in a minivan with 5 kids who think that life is a contest and the loudest one wins; I can't even fathom an entire bus full of them.

Enclosed you'll find a 1,000-count bottle of Aspirin and a sizable gift card to Ben & Jerry's. Please don't blackmail us. You know too much about the workings of our family.

Until next school year,
Jenny Evans

Dear Bus Driver, I am So Sorry -- When the end of the school year rolls around, there's only one thing to say to the bus driver: I'm really, really sorry. You know way too much about how crazy our family is. {posted @ Unremarkable Files}

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  1. Ah, this made me chuckle. We don't have a school bus, but this is exactly how I imagine it would be :) #thetruthabout

  2. I have been away on holiday so it.s good to be back and reading your blog. What a great opener.God Bless school bus drivers, school aides, and day care providers. Where would we be without them?

  3. Ooh I feel like the whole 'school bus' phenomenon is very much an American thing. I guess you guys have longer distances to cover. Love how its all panned out for your family though - that bus driver must have the patience of a saint, eh?! :-) Thanks for linking up again with #thetruthabout Jenny X

    1. They don't do school buses in the UK??

      Now I'm curious. Does everybody have to drive themselves to school? Walk? How does it work?

  4. My kiddos are too young for the school bus just yet, but I imagine our experience won't be much different. I'm glad to know I'm not alone!

  5. My kids aren't old enough yet, but I remember back when I was a kid. I was constantly losing stuff on the bus!

  6. Oh my gosh, this sounds like my siblings and I when we were growing up! Ah, the memories :-)

  7. This made me laugh. I always wanted to get a bus to school when I was younger like on the films.

  8. What a cute, thoughtful post. School bus drivers need more thank you's. This will bless any that read it. And, it was very popular on my blog hop this week so it will be FEATURED on the next Wonderful Wednesday Blog Hop! Congrats ♥