On the Bus

What was it the Merry Pranksters used to say? “You’re either on the bus or you’re off the bus.”

Daughter Nora sends along this:

So, yesterday, i was feeling a little dejected from the results of the election as I stepped on the bus. Following me, was a class of small children around first or second grade. This entire class took up most of the bus, so I sat at the back with a few of the kids. There were two boys who were back there, and one of the boys was taunting the other one “You like boys, you like boys!” The boy who was being taunted pouted and then glared, “My GRAMMA says it’s okay to like BOYS.”

What? Way to go, Gramma!

And then a bunch of other kids got caught up in the conversation. I thought they were going to be picking on the boy too, but no, they joined his side! “My uncle likes boys!” “My sister likes girls.” “My uncle likes boys and his boyfriend brings me COOKIES!” and so on and so on. The teacher just smiled and sat back, letting them handle it.

At that moment, even if just for a moment, i realized that Life really isn’t -that- bad.