The wheels go round and round

I just love to watch that big yellow bus pick up the neighborhood children. It makes me want to go to school, although I’m not sure that’s the bus I’d be riding. It must be so exciting to be taken away for the day to a place where you learn all kinds of new things, get to choose from a smorgasbord of treats served up by a lady wearing some weird net on her head, and maybe even be adored by your peers rather than tortured. I would probably be a jock, because I’m more athletic than smart. More on that later …