In my earliest school years (while my parents were goin thru their divorce and were trying to find a preschool/kindergarten settng that didn't terrify me) my parents would drive me to school, and when I transferred to a private Catholic school when I was 9, I usually walked to school with my dad (the school was only a few minutes away from the house - and BTW, I'm not actually Catholic). In 7th - 8th grade, I walked home from school by myself.
When I started high school, my parents drove me, and sometimes I carpooled with someone on the way home.
I did have to ride a short bus when my mom sent me to this "social skills" camp every day for three weeks in the summer of 2006. I hated the camp and hated the bus. On the first day when I got on the bus, I chose a seat in the back and one of the aides actually followed me back there. She wanted to buckle my seat belt for me and I told her I could do it myself. I was more than a little offended by that.
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I wish Sterling Holloway narrated my life.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!" "Life isn't fair, Calvin." "I know, but why isn't it ever unfair in MY favor?" ~ from Calvin and Hobbes