The Walking Bus or my first job as a school volunteer…


Today I became a vital part of a “walking bus”. I wore a high visibility jacket and walked with a group of 5 noisy but adorable little girls who were allocated to me. It was my first job as a school volunteer.

I walked with my little group leaving behind my distraught little boy who could not understand why mum was with him yet not with him. It is hard in such a little mind to understand that mummy is not paying attention to you, yet she is holding five little hands of little friends (yes I managed that!) and giving them her full attention.

He coped well enough until it was time we returned to the school and I had to leave.
Let’s just say it didn’t break just his heart…

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