I’m one of those nerds who absolutely enjoyed going to school growing up.
I couldn’t wait for my alarm to go off each morning so that I could get up plus get to school as hastily as possible. I spent several hours each week taking extra-curricular classes plus reading at the bookstore. I was literally the definition of nerd. I’m absolutely thankful for parents who encouraged me to study plus do what I am nice at. I enjoyed school, plus I put all my effort into so that I could get as much as possible out of it. Although I enjoyed school a lot, I didn’t particularly like riding the bus. My bus driver wasn’t the nicest woman in the world. As a matter of fact, she would say how much she hated kids as she drove the bus down the road. There were several bullies on the bus as well, but they weren’t anything compared to the afternoons when the bus didn’t have heat. I’m not sure what was wrong with the heating system in our bus, but it only worked half the time, plus when it did work, it didn’t labor absolutely well. I remember always freezing on our hour long bus rides to plus from school in the wintertime. Not having heat made riding the school bus so much worse, plus I did everything I could to not have to ride the bus during the wintertime. I would try plus catch rides with friends, or stay after school for extracurricular programs so that my Dad would have to pick me up in the heated car. I certainly enjoyed school, but I hated riding that old, frigid bus.
