Nov. 2, 2022


 Reflecting on my long work history--- it seems every one of my jobs--through all those many years--involved a commute. It’s a different way of life and, as a daily commuter, I soon learned the importance of timing.

The old sayings “You learn by doing” or “Experience is the best teacher” are both true. Shortly after beginning life as a commuter, I was reprimanded, on two occasions, for being late to work. In an effort to improve, I began allowing extra time for bad weather, highway accidents, car trouble and--suicidal drivers.

Morning after morning,  it was not only my responsibility to get myself dressed and ready for work but to also get my two young daughters up, dressed, fed, and ready to attend two different schools. Looking back, every morning seemed the equivalent of running a marathon; each day was a race with the clock to get everyone to their destination---prepared and on-time.

Driving the highway five mornings a week, I felt like a race car driver in-training.   Each day I focused on my destination, but a few times, I was distracted by reality.

One morning the traffic was particularly heavy and I found myself stuck behind a yellow school bus. The bus appeared crowded and I noticed many students riding backwards, looking out the rear windows. The students staring in my direction were smiling and-- happy to see such pleasant, smiling faces-- I smiled back. In fact,  I tried waving several times but the students only smiled.  Perhaps their instructors had warned them against waving or appearing too-friendly with motorists.  For whatever reason, the students seemed content to just smile and simply-enjoy the ride.

For approximately ten miles I followed the bus and, childish as it may sound, I felt a little slighted that the students had ignored my attempts to be friendly.

When the traffic lessened, I impatiently-passed the bus and instantly, felt ashamed.  Printed on the side of the Yellow School Bus in large black letters was the name of the school: ARKANSAS SCHOOL FOR THE BLIND.

No, we never stop learning.

Please Stay Close, Sally

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17.10 | 01:42

I miss being Facebook friends with you! Hope you are well and happy.

Tammy Brookover Jay

15.10 | 01:28

Love all of this. I'm so lucky to be your neighbor,

30.08 | 16:26

Sally, my friend, I love your writings and sometimes they make me cry and then smile. I love you as if I had known you all my life. God Bless you each and every day in all you do.

29.08 | 19:19

Lol, I loved reading this story! As a female that dated a couple men with Harleys, I totally understand and met Harley Guy myself, many times over!
I hope you get your 3wheels someday soon!

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