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- Name: Brother Bear
- Location: Olympia, Washington, United States
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I'm a "special needs" bus driver. Special needs qualifications can be anything from a broken ankle to severe cognitive and learning disabilities. This is a record of some of the things that happen there. Well, that was the case. Now I'm just going to use this space to speak my mind about the Stratagen ADEPT system.
Monday, September 29, 2003
To begin with, I went to the address that I was sent to, and the trip was reversed. I hadn't had one of those before, so that was frightening (people are getting fired right and left for mistakes like this- when her daughter asked me if she was on the bus I had that sick feeling) We reversed the trips appropriately and I went to where she lived and picked her up.
So we got to talking about where we were and she told me that she had lived in the north end for 40 years and how she missed her car. She'd never been in a wreck or sidde-swiped anyone, why did they chop her legs out from under her?
Then she said that she was born in 1913... And "that makes me about 88 years old"
So we got to talking about where we were and she told me that she had lived in the north end for 40 years and how she missed her car. She'd never been in a wreck or sidde-swiped anyone, why did they chop her legs out from under her?
Then she said that she was born in 1913... And "that makes me about 88 years old"
Friday, September 19, 2003
...And so I felt as though the blind couple deserved an explanation for my hidden snickering in the front of the bus (he was always pretty straight laced and she was quite gregarious) so I told 'em, "My mind runs in some pretty odd paths at times. I was just thinking about a story that my Pastor told about a bumper sticker. Pastor Kate asked Pastor Rick to read the bumper sticker on a car and Rick read out loud 'Dyslexics are people too' and Kate began to laugh. 'Read it again Rick' - 'Dyslexics are people too' - Kate is really laughing now, 'Read it again s-l-o-w-e-r' Dyslexics are teople poo!
And so then one of the guys from work shared with me about a new mothers organization- DAM... Mothers Against Dyslexia
So then naturally following- I asked the nice blind couple in the back of the bus, "Do people ever read braille dyslexia, to which she responded, "I've never heard of such a thing" and He said, "Yes, Bill"
And so then one of the guys from work shared with me about a new mothers organization- DAM... Mothers Against Dyslexia
So then naturally following- I asked the nice blind couple in the back of the bus, "Do people ever read braille dyslexia, to which she responded, "I've never heard of such a thing" and He said, "Yes, Bill"
I got to the grocery store and she was waiting outside. I don't know how she got into the situation that she's in, bushet somehow guilt is part of her malady. She's very sensitive, but she's always sorry for what goes on around her- somehow responsible.
Anyhoo, I pulled up and could see that she'd been crying, so I asked her,, "Have you been crying?"
"Yes"
"Why"
"-He called me a knucklehead"
"Who called you a knucklehead?"
"Charlie Pride"
"......When did Charlie Pride call you a knucklehead?"
"Two hours ago"
Anyhoo, I pulled up and could see that she'd been crying, so I asked her,, "Have you been crying?"
"Yes"
"Why"
"-He called me a knucklehead"
"Who called you a knucklehead?"
"Charlie Pride"
"......When did Charlie Pride call you a knucklehead?"
"Two hours ago"
