Friday, September 18, 2009

On school bus stops

For your viewing pleasure, I've updated this post with different pictures ...
I ran by many schoolchildren waiting for the bus this morning and it brought back painful memories. You see, I went to Catholic school through 8th grade. And even though my bus stop was 5 houses down from mine, my mom INSISTED she stand there with me at the stop every morning. Granted it was on a "major" intersection in my town and I was the only one standing there, but still. So there I stood morning after morning in my plaid dress and knee-high socks darting my eyes from the public school kids passing by on their own buses. I was so nervous to go to public high school thinking the kids would remember me as the nerdy private school girl ... but instead, I went into high school with glasses, braces and bad hair, so they forgot my past quickly.



This is me in 7th grade. I couldn't use the one from 8th grade because my mom chopped off my head in the picture. She's short you know.



Here I am on my first day of 9th grade. The quality sucks, but you get the idea. The after-perm look, the Daffy Duck glasses ...


Bus-riding got better in high school after I figured out that my bus went right by my house and the driver liked me enough to stop as she saw me running out of my house. And yes, I rode the bus pretty much up through my senior year. Kids today would gaffe at that!

Ahh the memories ... sorry for my random post!

4 comments:

Sara said...

This is SO cute- I was hoping to see your 9th grade braces and bad hair picture too!

Michelle Moser Photography said...

I think you looked adorable!

Anonymous said...

What do you mean that your bus stop was 5 houses away... which way? on the corner of Mansel and Rogers? Mine was in front of our house... fill me in as I was in HS at that time and have no idea where your stop was. J

Shayna said...

How cute! I rode the bus every day through high school too!