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When I was in kindergarten and first started taking the bus, I imagined that the bus was living and all the people on the bus were its internal organs. I never thought about what happenned when the people got off though...
Oh, and the bus had a name too. It was Thump, so whenever we went over a speed bump I would say "Bumpitty bump there goes Thump!".
You know how school buses have those signs that say "STATE LAW STOP (while bus is loading and unloading)?" I thought that the "STATE LAW STOP" meant that laws didn't apply when you rode the bus. I assumed that criminals rode these buses because they wouldn't be able to get in trouble on them. It seemed like I saw these buses a lot (logically, since they were dropping kids off from school every day). I always wondered why police officers didn't bother to chase them. The buses were full; the officers could catch a lot of criminals that way!
When we went to the city centre by bus, we made the return journey from a different bus stop to that at which we'd arrived. So I thought we went back to a _different_house_ that was somehow arranged to resemble the house we'd left earlier.
my sista used to believe that wen buses broke down it was because their batteries had run out....
my brother used to tell me that he booked the whole bus whenever we got onto an empty bus. and when people got on i'll ask "I thought you said you booked it?" and he will come up with excuses like "that's my employee. He's called Mr ____
My brother was 3 when I was a frechman in college. One time when I was home visiting for the weekend, he asked me why I never brought my school bus with me. When I told him I didn't have one he answered that my mother had told him that I lived in a school bus. We later figured out that when he would ask my mom where I was she would tell him I was away at school. And since my sister (who was in high school) took a bus to and from school, I must just live on one! We still tease him about that one.
I used to believe that cars were fueled by peanutbutter, because one time on Magic Schoolbus, this dude lost a sandwich in the gas tank or something, and the peanutbutter was going through like gas, and making the bus work ... at least that's how i remeber it.
When I'd see the ads for Greyhound on TV that said "Go Greyhound and leave the driving to us." I thought that meant that on other busses the passengers had to take turns driving.
As a child (from the U.S.) I went on a trip to Europe with my family. While in Italy, I was disappointed that I never got to ride on one of the the tiny buses that I was expecting them to have there. Later I figured out how I got misled. I had heard someone say that Italian Greyhounds were much smaller than familiar Greyhounds. But what I figured out only later was that they were talking about dog breeds, not buses!
When I was young I would see my sister get on the school bus, and come home on it. So naturally I thought that school took place on school busses. What ensured my belief was when she told my mom she did her homework on the bus. I thought kids rode on school busses the entire day until it came back and the teacher taught them during the ride.
I used to believe that bus drivers always gave you chocolate when you bought your ticket.My mum always had chocs in her bag when we went into town, i suppose to bribe me to behave.So whenever we got on the bus and i sat down promptly in my seat,i got a sweet, which i assumed the driver gave her.I WAS VERY UPSET the first time i was old enough to get the bus alone and did not get my sweet!!
I was in london on holiday when I saw a guy run for a bus.
I said to my mum "Look, someone stole the busdrivers bus!"
The man then jumped on the back of it at the last second and I said "Ah it's okay, he caught it."
When I started kindergarten I went with my mom to set up the school bus that would pick me up. When I was told I was riding bus #9 (out of buses 1-9) I was heart broken because I thought since I was 5 years old I should ride bus #5.
My older brother wanted to keep me from sticking my head out of the citybus window, so he told me that the driver had a button that would electronically close the window and chop my head off. I was 4 years old, and believed this for several years.
We weren't allowed to sit on the top deck of buses when we were little - my mum said that was where people went to change their clothes and they didn't want kids watching them. I was always confused when I looked up at the windows from the outside and everyone just looked as though they were sitting down normally and fully clothed!
I used to be afraid to ride those flat-front school buses, because I thought that the bus driver was horrible because he'd crashed into a wall and smashed in the front.
Before I started school, I used to watch the school busses drive by our house. I saw both the regular busses and the short ones. I was so excited about starting school because I thought I would get to ride the cute short bus. I assumed that the short busses were for younger kids and the regular ones were for older kids. I was heart-broken when I found out the truth.
I used to believe when we got onto the bus that the bus driver was personally giving us a lift to where we wanted to go. I remember asking my mum why all the other people aren't cross that the bus is dropping us off first when they where already on!
When I was little, I was terrified to ride the school bus. I cried hard whenever someone would try and make me. Why? Because (for some odd reason) I believed that once the door shut behind me, everyone on the bus (kids included) would turn into monsters and turn me into one too. This lasted until first grade. I told my sister and she laughed for about ten minutes.
I used to think buses were the same as the school coach!
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