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A childhood belief about buses

When I was five, we had our first school trip. Our class was going to take a coach to London Zoo. I was absolutely thrilled ... not about the zoo, but about the coach ride. I could talk about nothing else and nobody could figure out why I wasn't more excited about the zoo.

When the coach finally arrived in the school car park I was distraught and through my sobs managed to explain to the teacher, "that's not a coach, it's a bus".

... the only coach I had ever heard of was the bejewelled horse drawn carriage that took Cinderella to the ball - and that was how I had been expecting to go to the zoo.

— Alison Gray

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