Showing posts with label bus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bus. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Brush-Up with Bullies

Shane got hurt on the bus. The principal called Carrie while I was in the shower. She went to check on him at school after I went to work. Carrie stayed with him for half an hour and she told me Shane told her he was getting bullied on the bus.

Shane first mentioned there was some trouble on the bus Friday morning as we were walking out the door. We ask him how school went all the time, so it seemed to come out of the blue. Shane said kids called him "dumb-head" and "Twinkle toes" which was code for "I hate your shoes." 

We talked about how to handle it and who to talk to if it was beyond his ability to deal with before the bus pulled up.

When I picked Shane up from school Friday, I asked, "How was the bus today?"

"Fine!" he said.

Shane had only complained once, so I made a mental note that I'd say something the next time I heard of any difficulties. Shane only rides the bus one way and it's supposed to be a 10 minute trip tops. I want to equip and help him work through difficulties rather than run from them or only let adults handle it.

I didn't count on Shane getting kicked in the head the next time he stepped on the bus. Carrie told me that Shane said a student had run at him and kicked him and that other students had hit him, too. 

When she asked him, "Why don't you sit near the bus driver or tell him what's going on?" Shane replied that their was a kid who "slapped him" near the bus driver. Then he said he tried to sit in the back, but the 3rd and 4th graders were mean to him. He moved to the middle and then he got it "from both sides."

The news put me on edge all day. And if I was on edge, you know that Carrie was even more concerned. She spoke with the principal before she left and he said he'd pull the bus tapes and get back to us.

I called him after he left a message on Carrie's phone. The bus tapes were unavailable. A fuse had been blown or something of that sort that gave no video of the incident. The principal said that the bus attendant reported the student who hit Shane had been jumping over seat to seat and hand landed on Shane.

So in the principal's account, Shane getting 'jumped' was changed to Shane was 'jumped on.'

Those have very different meanings in my world.

I felt a little better knowing the whole bus hadn't attacked him, but that still didn't sound like a bus situation I wanted my son in. It turns out, that Shane is the only student picked up before the bus goes to a stop that fills the whole bus. He knows no one on the bus, and the bus driver parks the bus and sits while kids slowly filter out of their homes and hop on which extends the ride and allows for drama.
Why they switched Shane to a different route, I couldn't tell you. Shane rode on another route (Bronze) for a couple of years without any issue. Rah was on the bus, too, but he's moved on to 5th grade and a new school.

Carrie and I let the principal know our concerns. The principal diplomatically put that Shane's bus "was the highest energy bus" at the school. We mentioned Shane feeling bullied and that it had been going on. The principal said he'd pull the tapes from last week to see if they saw anything. 

Shane is a 7.5 year old and calls foul whenever he feels wronged (which is very quick and loud to be honest), so he's not the most objective source. But if he feels unsafe on the bus it should be looked into.

Not that Shane seemed the least bit fazed when I picked him up from afterschool. He was annoyed and wanted to keep playing. I asked him how things went and he said some of the same things I'd heard from Carrie, but his tone was factual and unworried. When we got home, Carrie and I told him we were planning on driving him in the next several days.

I was beginning to think we were more stressed out by the whole situation than Shane was (outside of the moment he was kicked). 

So, now we're driving Shane to school. We need to call the transportation and see if they can't just put him back on his old bus since it literally drives right past us in the morning. 

And that's all on back to school night! Carrie was too worn out to attend. I gave Shane the choice to go with me or stay with her. He chose to stay where there was a chance of TV.

Which was a shame, because Iggy and Sam's families both plopped down near me!


It was a quick presentation. I shook the principal's hand in the hallway. I didn't feel like everything was totally resolved, but life has to move on.


There were only three families in the first session with Shane's teacher. I wasn't going to ask her about what happened, but with only three people there and no one really talking at the end I did. I didn't really go into detail, but I wanted to know if he finished the day okay. She said he was fine! I got to hear a story about how Shane was reading a book and oblivious during the school's lockdown drill.

Carrie's still a little concerned with Shane's teacher this year. Her room is much emptier than the other classrooms and she's coming off being a specialist for years. She seems strict and Shane's a spaz.

Time will tell. Shane had a great first grade and kindergarten teacher, so even a decent teacher could feel like a step down.

I noticed Shane was the only kid to color a background on his self-portrait.


He draws himself as tanned! Ha!


Carrie asked me to skip trivia to help out the rest of the night. Shane played outside with Rah and his friend for a little, but they disappeared when Shane went in to bring out his chicken nuggets.


It was a quiet, inside night from there.

Friday, March 16, 2018

Bus Business

Thursday morning, there was a knock on the door. Raheem had missed the bus. His mom wanted to know if I could take him to school. It was 10 minutes before I was supposed to be at work.

I agreed. I tried to walk a middle line between "Happy to help," and "I can't do this too often."

It was the perfect day for me to drive him in and be a little late (I had no meeting!). That's not always true. I didn't mind helping, but I didn't want to make it too easy on Rah either. I've warned him about walking up to our house when he should be at the bus stop (What if Shane's sick? If you come up here and miss the bus you have no ride!). He's going to ride a different bus next year, too, so I felt there had to be some weight/natural consequence to drive the lesson home. I didn't give him a hard time or anything in the car, but I didn't act like it was hunky-dory either.

The next day, Shane missed the bus.

I kid you not. God opposes the proud, but shows favor to the humble!

There was a sub bus driver who showed up 12 minutes early. I actually saw the bus as we were walking down our street and thought, "Huh. The gold bus is early today" (It has a stop down by the park and passes before our bus). We walked around the corner and I saw the real gold bus loading up with kids.

I didn't think I was haughty, but God saw fit to give me a lesson in humility! We're blessed enough to have a car I was able to turn Shane around and drop him off without much of a fuss. That's not true for everyone.

Update: We all showed up a little early to the bus stop on Monday. I told Raheem what happened to us Friday. "It can happen to anyone. The best thing to do is learn from the mistake."

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Rough Bus?

Carrie texted me Tuesday night. A text had been in limbo. She got a text from Shane's teacher that read:

"Good afternoon, just letting you know that Shane told me a student was pushing his head against the seat and window on the bus this morning. I immediately contacted the assistant principal and she came and spoke with him. He said that he was fine. But I will look to speak with the other student as well."

The text was dated April 13th, two weeks ago. I never heard anything from Shane or the school.

Shane's been fine about getting on the bus, though. He's never hesitated. If anything, he wants to be first. He'll try to cut ahead of Raheem and the new girl, Tay (I make him wait and let whoever was there first, be first). He's always seemed happy to me when I pick him up from CLASS, too. It felt like an isolated and/or resolved incident.

Still, it was something we wanted to check in with Shane on. I asked him some non-leading questions about how school was the next morning. Nothing came up to concern me. He hopped on like it was any other morning and had a big smile when I picked him up from school.

Crap's gonna happen. It's the world we live in. I believe it's how we react to and address those moments that really matters. Things that go hidden too long become big problems. This doesn't feel like one of those to me.

I remember the bus was pretty rough at times when I was a kid. There was a win-loss record kept for fights when I was in 4th and 5th grades. I didn't fight anyone...and that was probably partly me and my convictions and partly that I was friends with two kids who were willing to fight and good at it, Jesse and Brandon.

I know for a fact there are some rougher routes around here. Shane's not on one of them, but I'll keep my ears open for problems in the future.